The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

Thorne. The call came from the stairwell, a thin, reedy voice that seemed to vibrate against the stone walls. Elias paused, his hand hovering over the spine of a fourteenth-century psalter. He did not turn. He knew the cadence of that voice, the slight hesitation before the name, the way it trailed off like smoke in a drafty room. Mara. She was always there, in the periphery, a shadow cast by...

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