The Pale Echo
The fog that settled over the city of Aethelgard did not merely obscure the spires and the cobblestones but seemed to possess a viscous, tactile quality, a grey wool that wrapped itself around the ankles of the pedestrians and climbed the stone walls of the ancient university, muffling the sound of the bells and the distant clatter of hooves on wet pavement, creating a world that felt suspended...
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