The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The check is for three thousand, Mr. Thorne, and the deadline was yesterday." Elias did not look up from the canvas he was priming. The brush, a heavy sable with a wooden handle worn smooth by twenty years of use, moved in slow, deliberate arcs. The sound of the bristles dragging through the oil paint was a soft, wet whisper, the only voice in the Blackwood Chapel. It was a sound like tearing...

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