Janet Scaife
The fog rolled in cushioning the marshes in thick marshmallow clouds. Laughing she reached into the heart of it, but her laughter died when long unseen fingers, scaly and moist, fastened around her hand and pulled her into the fog, suddenly turned to an icy cold.
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