The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The rain in Chicago did not wash the city clean; it merely made the grime slicker, turning the grey concrete of the South Side into a mirror that reflected a world too large and too indifferent to care. Inside the cramped, windowless office of the Department of Urban Resilience, Elias Thorne sat with his hands folded in his lap, the leather of his gloves creaking softly against the silence. He...

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