The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The paper was thin, yellowed at the edges, and smelled faintly of the damp cellar where it had been stored for three years. Elias Thorne held it under the gaslight of his small office, the flame hissing as it consumed the oxygen, casting long, wavering shadows across the desk. It was a ledger, one of many, bound in cracked leather that flaked onto his fingers like dead skin. He was looking for...

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