The Pale Mist
Chapter One Did you think the silence in a room was empty, or was it just full of things that had stopped moving? I am asking because I stood in the archive of the monastery, the air thick with the dust of centuries, and I heard nothing but the tick of the clock and the wet rasp of my own breathing, and I knew that the ledger of tithes was gone. It was a heavy oak book, bound in leather that...
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