The Wistful Witness

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The fog does not merely cover the moor; it consumes it, a grey, breathing entity that swallows the heather and the standing stones and the very air from your lungs, leaving you suspended in a world where the boundary between the physical and the spectral has long since eroded, so that you can no longer tell if the cold biting your cheeks is the winter wind or the sudden, sharp chill of a curse...

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