The Silent Fog of Oakhaven

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The cobblestones of Oakhaven were slick with a greasy, charcoal-colored moisture that never truly dried. For three years, the "Grey Fog" had clung to the valley, a suffocating shroud that tasted of sulfur and old pennies. It didn't just obscure the vision; it eroded the spirit. Arthur Pendleton stood by the window of his study, his reflection a ghost against the grime. Once, the Pendleton name...

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