The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The carriage rolled over the cobblestones of the capital, a rhythmic shudder that traveled up through the floorboards and into the marrow of my bones, a vibration that felt less like motion and more like the slow, grinding pulse of a machine that had forgotten how to stop. I sat in the corner, my coat unbuttoned, the heavy wool pressing against my chest with a weight that was almost comforting,...

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