The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The fire did not start with a spark, but with a scream that tore through the morning air of the Royal Conservatory, a sound so raw and animal that it made the stone walls seem to shudder in their beds. It was a Tuesday, the kind of grey, damp day that clings to the wool coats of the city like a wet ghost, and the air smelled of coal smoke and the metallic tang of fear. Captain Elias Thorne...

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