"It was the oddest thing, the way I found this clue... It was a shadow that told me about it not many days ago."
"A shadow?" Grandma's voice revealed she could not believe her ears.
"Yes, a shadow. But not like the shadows of the city of Immortals. This one was more like a... ghost. Someone who had really died."
"Yes, the ghost of a young woman," Mr. Donnelly nodded, "I was sitting in my study, doing some... translation work... when she materialized in my room. I have to say that in my old life I would have been scared out of my wits, but after a while one gets used to all sorts of creatures in the city of the Immortals. I knew she was not an ordinary shadow. She was beautiful, not at all like the twisted shadows on the City."
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