The Pale Shadows
Helmut Arnold is fifty-two years old and currently standing in a clearing where the ground is too cold to touch, holding a map that refuses to burn. I‌​⁠⁠‌‌‌​​‌⁠‌‍‌​⁠‌‌‍‍​‌‌‌‍‍​​​​​​​​​​​​​​‍​‌​‌‌‌‍‌‌‌‍‍‍‍​⁠‌‍​⁠​​⁠‌​‍‍⁠​⁠​‍​ The fog here does not behave like weather; it behaves like a witness. Three seconds after I lift my left foot, the shadow at the edge of my vision lifts its own. I know the...
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