The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

Act I Did you know that a name is a rope, and if you pull hard enough, the knot frays? Kojo Boateng stood knee-deep in the red mud of the delta, the water cold and thick against his shins. He wanted to reach his brother’s hut before the tide turned, but the leeches were already on his legs. They were not the black, sluggish things that fed on blood; these were pale, translucent, and they sucked...

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