The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The air in Sector Four tasted of ozone and stale copper. Mara held her breath. The floorboards groaned under her weight. They were not wood. They were bone. She knew this. Everyone knew this, though no one said it. The walls of the district were built from the calcified remains of those who had failed the Reconciliation. She looked at the man beside her. Elias. His hand was warm in hers. A...

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