The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The dream was always the same, a loop of rust and silence that woke me at three in the morning with my heart hammering against my ribs. I saw the brass key, tarnished and heavy, lying on a bed of industrial grime, and I reached for it, but my hand passed through the metal as if it were smoke. By the time I was fully awake, the cold air of the factory dormitory had seeped into my bones, and the...

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