The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

Elias Thorne stood alone in the white void, his service pistol heavy in his right hand. The Pale Mist did not drift; it pressed against his skin like wet wool, eroding the edges of his memory with every breath. He had been a Border Warden for twelve years, a man of routine and regulation, until the Bureau had branded him a deserter for saving a civilian who should have died. He wanted his name...

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