The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The road was gray. It was a long, straight ribbon of mud and stone that cut through the mist. I walked. My boots were heavy. They were filled with the cold. I did not look down. I looked ahead. There was nothing ahead but the wall. The wall was high. It was made of black stone. It rose into the sky. It had no top. It was the edge of the world. I was a man of the Guard. I wore the red tunic. It...

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