The Pale Mist
You stand in the high, drafty chamber of the university library, where the air is thick with the scent of decaying vellum and the silent, crushing weight of centuries, and you tell the head archivist, Mr. Silas Thorne, that the manuscript known as the Codex Aeterna is not what it has always been claimed to be, but rather a forgery so intricate and so devoid of any human soul that it must have...
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