The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The rain hammered against the stone roof of the high chamber, a relentless drumming that drowned out the silence of the room. I stood before the desk, my hand trembling not from fear, but from the cold that had settled in my bones since I crossed the threshold. Guildmaster Thorne sat behind the oak, his face a mask of polite indifference, his eyes fixed on the ledger I held out to him. "Sir...

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