The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

Himari Kondo was already bleeding from the cut on his palm, the red seeping into the grime of the airport shuttle’s steering wheel, when he saw the white shape against the loess cliff. It was not a crane, but a pale orchid, its petals trembling with a violence that had nothing to do with the wind, growing from the cracked stone of a magistrate’s abandoned carriage wheel that had been dumped...

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