The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The sky tore open on a Tuesday, not with thunder, but with a sound like the snapping of a wet tendon. It was a pale, vertical gash that bled a light so white it burned the retinas of those who looked up from the gray slums of the Lower Quarter. There was no wind, no rain, only the sudden, impossible presence of the Fracture, hovering above the ruins of the old textile mills. It did not fall. It...

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