The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

You tell me you saw the mist again, Thomas? You say it started at the treeline, low and white, creeping up the hillside like a slow flood of milk. You say it didn’t move with the wind. You say it moved against it, deliberate, heavy, pressing against the gates of the valley with a kind of wet, suffocating intent. I hear you, Thomas. I hear the tremor in your voice, the way it breaks on the word...

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