The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The fog did not roll in so much as it exhaled, a slow, grey breath drawn from the depths of the moor that swallowed the village of Oakhaven in a suffocating embrace, leaving only the skeletal frames of the timber houses and the faint, amber glow of the candlelight in the windows as evidence that we were still here, still breathing, still tethered to the earth by the thin thread of our...

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