The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

Elara, the Archivist called from the doorway, his voice thin and reedy, cutting through the low hum of the scriptorium. He did not enter, but remained in the drafty corridor, his fingers tapping a frantic rhythm against the oak doorframe. Elara did not look up from the parchment. The nib of her quill scratched against the vellum, a sound like a dry twig snapping underfoot, and the ink flowed...

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