The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

“Don’t look at me like I’ve already done it, Elias.” The voice was low, stripped of any warmth, and it cut through the static that had been buzzing in my molars since I stepped off the train. I was standing in the departure lounge at St. Pancras, the air thick with the smell of wet wool and ozone. The static was a thing you could feel in the teeth, a low-frequency hum that intensified the...

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