The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rain had not stopped for three days. It fell in a thin, persistent mist that clung to the wool of Thomas’s coat and dampened the leather of his briefcase. He walked the same path every morning. The pavement was slick, reflecting the grey sky in broken, shimmering shards. His shoes made a soft, wet sound against the concrete. Step. Pause. Step. The rhythm was his anchor. The world beyond the...

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