The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The morning the execution was set, you stood before the great mirror in the antechamber, your hand steady as you adjusted the black velvet of your judicial robe, the silk whispering against the stone floor like a secret kept too long. You were Elias Thorne, Magistrate of the Province, and your wife, Clara, was to die by the axe at noon for treason, a verdict you had signed with the cold,...

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