The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The mist did not merely settle upon the valley of Oakhaven; it inhabited the stones, the roots, and the breath of those who dwelt within it. It was a pale, living thing, thick as wool and cold as iron, swirling in the lowlands where the river bent sharply toward the sea. In the ancient days, before the clocks were invented and time was measured by the sun’s arc, the village elders spoke of the...

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