The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The frost had not yet melted on the cobblestones of Oakhaven when Elara’s vision failed her. She stood in the center of the market square, the air thick with the smell of wet wool and woodsmoke, and felt the familiar tremor in her hands that signaled the end. She was fifty, an age that should have brought rest, but instead brought the locking of the sacred grove. Her son, Kael, lay in their...

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