The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The dream always began with the sound of wet tearing, like a piece of raw meat being pulled from a bone, but in the dream it was always paper. Elias Vane stood in a room made of stacked ledgers, the air thick with the smell of ink and mildew, and he was holding a single sheet of white. He pressed it against his cheek, feeling the grain, the dry roughness that scratched the skin. In the dream,...

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