Where our shadows meet

lir

corridor. A flicker of movement where no servant should've

But ever since that nigh

ow if it was fe

-

in my hair, her fingers gentle, her sm

ze in the mi

t been slee

eaming of gho

tated. "

hand away. "The kind that wear mas

ly but said noth

-

week, the rumors were louder. The Queen's Hall locked at night. A missing guard who

always, eyes

t, like that night. I wanted to feel what I felt then.

calm I'd felt. Ho

-

folds of an old tapestry. At first, I thought it was blank. Then I held

not you

eath

n't a

s a m

the blood, before the lies-som

my f

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bo