The Pale Shadows
Chapter One Yamato Kato stood at the counter of the ferry crossing, his hands resting on the cold steel railing, waiting for the tide to turn so he could finish his final shift before his brother’s funeral. He was thirty-four years old, a border inspector who had spent twelve years checking manifests and passports, and he wanted only to leave the station before the sun set on the last day of...
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