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It’s 3:00 AM, and the shadows in my apartment are talking to me again. I’m not sure if it’s the insomnia or something more sinister, but their whispers are persistent, echoing through the dimly lit room. I’m sitting on the edge of my unmade bed, the city’s neon glow seeping through the half-open blinds,…

The Probability of Shadows
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Catrina Prager
Catrina Prager

Written by Catrina Prager

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Author of 'Hearthender'. Freelancer of the Internet. Traveler of the World. I ramble.

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