The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The train whistle screamed, a jagged tear in the grey morning, and you watched the platform slip away until Elara was just a blur of blue wool and then nothing. You stood in the station at Kettle Creek, the air thick with coal dust and the smell of wet iron, and you did not look back. You had left her because you had to be seen, and the only place left to be seen was here, in the dark. Silas...

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