The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

You are standing in the center of the reclamation yard, holding a ceremonial bowl of rice that has gone cold. The heat shimmers off the dead machines, distorting the figures of the villagers who watch you from the shophouse steps. Your hands tremble, not from the weight of the bowl, but from the silence of the elder, Pak Hamid, who stands with his arms crossed, his face a mask of stone. He has...

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