The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The champagne in the crystal flute had begun to flat, a subtle, sweetening degradation that mirrored the state of the town’s intellectual vitality, and I watched the bubbles die while the faculty council applauded my nomination for the Distinguished Scholar award, the sound of their clapping a dry, brittle percussion that seemed to vibrate in the hollow space behind my left ear. I am Elias...

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