The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

Act I Lempi Ranta had lead in his fingers, a metallic taste that no amount of scrubbing with pumice stone could remove, and he stood before the Duke’s door with a pardon in his mouth like a coin. The air in the corridor was thin, smelling of damp wool and the old, wet rot of the lake below. He waited. The door opened. Duke Kallio stood there, a man who weighed less than Lempi’s war bond, which...

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