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I let out a shriek and stumbled back into the closest chair. My eyes were glued to his hand, so solid but impossibly mist-like.
A bitter smile slipped onto his lips as he raised his hand to study his fingers. “You have found out my most terrible secret, for I wasn’t lying when I said Fenla and I were mere shades of ourselves.”
I took a deep breath and met his gaze. “What are you? I know you’re both Miamorans, but even Aiken was solid enough that he could be cut down by a dragon shifter.”
“All three of us were more solid than Fenla and I are now,” he explained as he walked over to the newel. He set his hand on the top and his fingers didn’t fall through. “We are able to touch inanimate objects, but nothing more. The living are strangers to us in custom and intimacy.” He chuck
