The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The silver blade was cold, heavier than its size suggested, and it trembled in Elara’s hands as she pressed it against the hollow of her brother’s throat. The cottage was dark, save for the single tallow candle that guttered in the draft, casting long, wavering shapes against the rough-hewn timber walls. Thomas lay on the straw pallet, his breathing a wet, rattling sound that seemed to come...

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