The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

The pen dragged a jagged line across the vellum, a sound like dry leaves skittering over stone. Soledad Loera held her breath, her knuckles white against the weight of the instrument, the ink bleeding into the fiber with a slow, deliberate hunger. The fog pressed against the window of her studio, a thick, gray wall that muffled the distant chime of the town clock, eating the sound before it...

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