The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The manuscript sat on Elias Thorne’s desk, a slim volume of vellum that seemed to breathe in the dim light of the archive. It was the only thing in the building that did not smell of dust and decay; instead, it exhaled a cold, damp scent, like the air before a winter storm breaks. Elias had been assigned to catalog the acquisition, a task that should have taken a week but had already consumed...

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