The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The air in the basement smelled of damp concrete and old copper. It was a sharp, metallic scent that coated the back of the throat. I stood before the workbench. The tools were laid out in precise rows. Soldering iron. Flux. Microscopes. My hands were steady. They had to be. “You’re wasting your life,” Margaret said. She leaned against the doorframe. Her arms were crossed. The light from the...

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