‘The haar, that freezing sea fog, lingered offshore, forming an impenetrable grey wall across the ocean. If Muriel didn’t know better, she would have thought the end of the world had arrived. What lay beyond that mysterious haar? She would never know. The haar always came to her, and never the other way round.’ 👏NEO👏GOTHIC👏LITERATURE👏
— Dec 23, 2025 01:09AM
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