The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The mist lay thick upon the cobblestones of St. Jude’s, a white shroud that swallowed the streetlamps and blurred the edges of the world. Elias stood by the window of his office, a small, suffocating box on the third floor of the Grand Archive. He was a man of fifty, his hair the color of iron filings, his hands trembling slightly as he held a cup of tea that had long since gone cold. Outside,...

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