The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

Chapter One "Is it gone?" Lei Song asked, his voice flat against the tin roof. The rain stopped. The silence was heavy, wet plaster seeping into the walls of the archive. Lei Song, thirty-two, held his tally book. He was a docker’s clerk, a man of weights and measures, but the mist inside the room did not weigh anything. It shifted. It wrote. The Pale Mist curled around the inkwell. It was...

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