The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

Your hands are deep in the pale caps, pulling them from the mud where the fog has pooled. They are heavy, wetter than they should be, and they smell of iron and old rain. You are Elias Thorne, a border warden, and you are trying to save your son, Julian, from the wasting sickness that has hollowed his cheeks in three weeks. The uncanny rule of this post is simple, though no one writes it in the...

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