The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

Elias, stop that. The voice came from the wind in the dead pines, high and thin, cutting through the morning chill. It was not the wind. It was Margaret. She had been dead for six years, but her voice had not. It sat in the grove like a cat in a shed, waiting for him to make a mistake. Elias wiped his hands on his trousers. The canvas was stiff with dried sap and old sweat. He looked at the axe...

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