The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The jar sat on the oak table, heavy with a silence that felt like a stone in the chest. It was not a jar of honey, nor of preserves, but of something else, something that breathed in the dim light of the chamber. Inside, a pale mist coiled, thin as spider silk, thick as grief. It moved against the glass, a slow, hypnotic dance that drew the eye and held it there, refusing to let go. Thomas...

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