The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The dream began with the weight of a velvet coat, a garment so heavy with the scent of old wool and damp earth that it felt less like fabric and more like a second skin grafted onto Elias’s shoulders. He was twelve, though he felt ancient in the corridors of the Whitmore estate, a sprawling Victorian manor that had swallowed the countryside for a century. The air here was always thin, stretched...

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