The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The house exhales. That is the only word that fits the sound it makes in the early morning, a long, dusty sigh that settles into the floorboards before the sun has the strength to warm the glass. I am leaving it. I am leaving everything that smells of cedar and old paper, the scent that has permeated my skin until it is indistinguishable from my own. The door is already locked from the outside....

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