The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The brass badge hangs in your pocket, heavy as a stone in a riverbed. You are Elias Thorne. You are thirty-two. You are a constable. You are also the man who killed Arthur Hale. Or so the city says. The fog rolls in off the canal, thick and grey, smelling of wet brick and coal smoke. It settles into the cracks of the old police station, a building of soot-stained red brick that has stood here...

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