The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The train moved through the fog with a grinding, mechanical patience that felt less like travel and more like a slow burial. Elias Thorne sat by the window, his hand resting on the glass, feeling the cold seep through the wool of his sleeve. He was a man made of sharp edges and dull silences, a prisoner of a life he had chosen with the same fervor others chose comfort. The landscape outside was...

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