The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The dream always begins with the sound of wet tearing, a visceral, rhythmic ripping that echoes in the hollow chambers of my skull, followed by the sight of a hand. It is always my own hand, or at least, it appears to be, suspended in a void of pale, sterile light, the fingers splayed wide as if reaching for a grace I have long since ceased to deserve. In the dream, the skin is translucent, a...

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