The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The iron key was cold enough to burn the skin, a dense weight that seemed to pull Elias’s hand down toward the floor, and he stood in the drafty center of the Thorne ancestral hall, his knuckles white as he gripped the handle of the vault door. The shadows in the corners of the room were not merely absent light; they were things with mass, stretching toward him with a slow, viscous intent,...

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