The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The mercury in the barometer had dropped to twenty-nine and a half inches, and Elias Thorne counted the drops of distillate falling into the beaker with a metronomic precision that belied the shivering of his hands. He was forty years old, a fact he confirmed by the ache in his left knee and the way his breath hitched in the cold, but his mind remained locked in the sterile, bright present of...

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