The Pale Shadows
Act I Who pays the price when the light fails? Carl Aldridge stood at the edge of the quarry lake, the water black and still as a closed eye. He was thirty-two, a sergeant of the town watch, and he wanted his name cleared before the winter solstice. The debt was simple: five years of service, paid in years of his sister Elara’s life. She sat in the debtors’ prison, thin as a reed, while the...
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