The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The bell for the midday shift did not ring so much as it exhaled, a long, metallic sigh that rolled through the stone corridors of the Abbey Hospital. It was a sound that had echoed for centuries, marking the passage of hours in a place where time seemed to pool and stagnate, thick as the damp that seeped through the floorstones. Elara stood at the foot of her narrow cot, her hands gripping the...

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