The Lantern of the Abyss

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The Mist was not weather; it was a presence. It swallowed the coast of Cornwall, turning the jagged cliffs into ghost-shapes and the sea into a churning cauldron of gray ink. In the center of this desolation stood the Pharos—a tower of obsidian and bone, topped with a mirror of polished obsidian that could reflect the light of the moon even on the darkest night. Julian was the Keeper. He was a...

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