The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

Act I The air in the Lower Districts tasted of rust and wet straw, a cloying, metallic tang that coated the back of the throat and settled in the lungs like fine sand, a physical fact of the city’s existence that no amount of filtration could entirely scrub from the air. It was a smell that preceded the sight of the sub-basements, a warning that the ground here had been saturated for too long,...

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