The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The stone screamed. It did not shatter, but it groaned, a deep, tectonic vibration that traveled up through the soles of Elara’s boots and into her marrow. The sky above the Spire was the color of bruised plums, heavy with the static charge of the Unspoken. Around her, the air tasted of ozone and old blood. She pressed her palms against the cold masonry of the observation deck, the rough...

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