The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The ink had dried before the sentence was finished, a jagged brown scar across the parchment that Elara Vance could not smooth away with her breath. She sat in the dim, dust-choked archive of the monastery of Saint Jude, perched on a stool that creaked under her weight, her forty-two-year-old body trembling with a violence that seemed to originate in the marrow of her bones. The Abbot, a man...

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