The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The air in the cellar tasted of wet limestone and old iron, a metallic tang that coated the back of my throat and settled deep in my chest, a physical weight that seemed to press against my ribs as I huddled in the corner, my back pressed against the cold stone wall that had been the only steady thing in our house for the last three winters. I heard the floorboards creak above me, a slow,...

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