The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

"You hold the line, Commander." The voice was thin, stripped of all command, a mere whisper in the vast, suffocating silence of the Hall of Whispers. It came from the high dais where the Sovereign sat, a figure shrouded in robes of gray silk that seemed to absorb the light rather than reflect it. The air in the chamber was thick, heavy with the scent of ozone and old blood, a tang that coated...

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