The Pale Mist
The fog in Oakhaven does not merely obscure; it consumes, a grey, viscous medium that seeps into the pores of the skin and the fibers of the paper, binding the living to the written word with a tenacity that defies the natural order. You are Elias Thorne, a scribe of forty-two years, and for the last three years, your life has been reduced to the singular, agonizing task of transcribing the...
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