L.M. Roth
The village lay nestled in a snug cove surrounded by low hills that sheltered it from the fierce gales that blew in from the North Atlantic. But the killing mist that silently crept in from the sea with the stealth of a thief stole the lives of its inhabitants, strangling their breath in their throats in the dead of night, and left it as barren as a November wood shorn of life until the return of spring.
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