The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The ink on the northern ridge map had not yet dried when the Pale Mist touched the parchment, and in a silence that felt louder than any shout, the lines of contour and elevation simply ceased to exist, leaving behind only the faint, ghostly pressure of a pencil that had been there for a decade. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the archive room, his hand still trembling from the effort of...

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