The Distant Nightmare

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The fog in the city of Veridia did not merely obscure; it consumed. It was a thick, grey wool that pulled at the breath of every soul who dared to step beyond the cobblestones of the Old Quarter, a living entity that whispered in the language of forgotten things. Elias Thorne, a man whose hands were permanently stained with the indigo dye of his trade, stood at the edge of the market square,...

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