The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The road was a scar. It cut through the valley. The valley was grey. Elara walked. Her feet were bare. The stone was cold. The wind was sharp. She carried a jar. The jar was glass. Inside was light. The light was pale. The light was dying. Elara was not human. Or so they said. She was a thing of the mist. A creature of the deep woods. They called her a ghoul. They called her a thief. She stole...

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