The Fog Beneath the Stars
The fog in London did not come from the river. It came from somewhere older, from the earth itself, from the bones of things that had died and been forgotten and were now turning to gas and rising through the cracks in the pavement. It was thick enough to swallow a man whole, and on certain nights — the nights when the gas lamps flickered and the cobblestones gleamed with wet darkness — it...
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