The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The fog came in from the Thames like a living thing, creeping past the embankment walls with pale, patient fingers. It swallowed London whole — the gas lamps became ghosts themselves, their light diffused into a milky haze that clung to wool coats and soaked into bone. Arthur Pendelton walked his usual route through Bloomsbury, his breath pluming in the cold air, each exhalation a small,...

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