The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The glass is cracked. You see it. A spiderweb fracture runs across the surface. It starts at the top left. It ends near the bottom right. You touch it. Your finger traces the jagged line. It is cold. It is thin. It is you. You are the crack. You are the break. The room is white. The light is harsh. There are no shadows here. Or rather. Shadows are forbidden. You are in the White House. Not the...

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