The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The candlelight in the scriptorium flickers, not from a draft, but from the weight of the silence pressing against the stone walls. It is the year of our Lord 1342, and the fog of Oakhaven has settled so thick upon the cobblestones that the world beyond the window has ceased to exist. You are Elias, a scribe of thirty years, and your hands tremble as you dip the quill into the inkwell. You do...

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