The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The rain in the Blackwood Pass did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a cold, grey curtain that blurred the boundary between the living and the dead. Sergeant Elias Thorne, thirty-two years old and hollowed out by two decades of service in the border militias, drove the tip of his rusted pike into the slick mud, his boots sliding on the wet shale as the shadows pressed in from the tree...

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