Lake Lewisia #1185

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As the weather cooled and the first promises of rain to come saturated the air, pockets of mist could sometimes be seen descending on the town. Small and highly localized despite their ragged and transparent edges, the mist pockets usually surrounded a single person or occasionally a doorway through which someone might momentarily walk. The experience almost never had any greater effect on a person than slightly frizzy hair and a spirit uplifted by a brisk encounter with the strange, and the rare corporeal disappearance was assumed to be a similarly pleasant process.

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