The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

Act I The air in the orbital cemetery bay tasted of ozone and wet rust, a metallic tang that coated the back of the throat before the eyes even adjusted to the dim, greenish light filtering through the haze. Down on the high plains, the drone shepherds were already moving their flocks of automated harvesters across the frozen fields, the hum of their rotors a low, constant vibration that...

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