The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

"Look at it," the Captain said. His voice was low, a rumble in the chest that matched the vibration of the iron gates behind them. "It is not fog. It is breath." Seraphina did not look up. She was scrubbing the mud from the hem of her cloak, a rhythmic, violent motion that scraped the stone floor of the antechamber. The chamber was vast, a hollowed-out cathedral of obsidian and pale marble,...

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