Stories tagged “mist”
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Drawing down the Mists
As the day drew on the mists came – seeming to creep out of the sewers and up the side streets from the canal and the river, like a moist, wet blanket, smelling of distant days at the sea, dank rotting things, and deep, hidden places. As the nigh...
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All the Mist
“Crazy,” she told the misty air, as she and I looked over the wreckage. The smoking pile of refuse at my feet used to be my twenty-five thousand dollars of torque and stereo and rubber. I guess this kind of thing happens. She glanced up at ...
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The Temple of the Lost
The leaf and loam give way beneath his silent gait, the forest edge before him, his life’s mistakes behind. A slip of breath escapes his lips in a moment paused, but he must continue. As lace-like mists entwine the lofty bows, he reaches out to b...
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Patient Zero
Natalya screamed in horror and surprise. There was a sickening crunch and Nikita doubled over in pain. Natalya cowered in the corner and sobbed hysterically as Nikita writhed on the floor in bone wrenching agony. Blood spurted and pooled around his tor...