The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The parchment lay flat on the oak table, its edges curling slightly where the candlelight struck it, a jagged yellowing that spoke of age and neglect. Elias Vane’s father had signed this deed twenty years prior, a time when the mill was a roaring engine of profit and the river ran clear with the promise of rain. Now, the ink was faded, the seal cracked, and the name of the owner had been...

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