The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The crack in the foundation was wider than a man’s thumb. Elias Thorne pressed his knuckle against the rough, damp stone, feeling the grit bite into the skin of his hand. He was twelve years old, and his hands were already stained with the soot of Oakhaven, a permanent gray map on the palms that no amount of scrubbing could lift. The old mill stood at the end of Miller’s Lane, a brick skeleton...

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