The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

You are alone. The room is not a room. It is a space between breaths. The walls breathe. You feel it. A slow, wet inhale. The floor is cold. Not stone. Not wood. It feels like skin. Taut. Pale. You look down. Your hands are there. They are yours. But they do not look like they belong to the body you had yesterday. Yesterday was a lie. Or perhaps yesterday never happened. Only this. The holding....

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