The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The fog rolled in off the harbor with a density that felt less like weather and more like a physical weight, pressing against the glass of the observation deck until the world outside dissolved into a uniform, suffocating gray. Elias Thorne stood with his back to the railing, his hands clasped behind the small of his back, the leather of his gloves creaking softly in the damp air. He was a man...

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