The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The mist does not lift in Aethelgard; it merely thickens, a pale, suffocating shroud that clings to the stone walls of the palace and seeps into the lungs of the living, preserving the dead in their caskets while slowly eroding the flesh of those who breathe. I am Elias, the court archivist, and I stand before the vault door with the weight of my daughter’s fading life pressing against my ribs,...

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