The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The air in the town of Oakhaven did not clear; it thickened. It was a substance, the fog, heavy and white, pressing against the windows of the shop like a living thing trying to remember the shape of the glass. Elias Thorne sat in the back, the silence of the room broken only by the rhythmic *tick-tick-tick* of the large floor clock, a sound that had once been a comfort but now felt like a...

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