The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The mist in the valley of Oakhaven did not merely obscure the world; it swallowed it, a thick, grey wool that strangled the light and turned the ancient oaks into skeletal fingers reaching for a sky that refused to break. Elias Thorne, Constable of the parish, walked through this suffocating white with the rigid posture of a man who had spent twenty years holding his spine straight against the...

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