The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rain fell on the stone roof. It tapped a steady, dull rhythm. Thomas sat by the window. He held a cup of tea. It was cold. The heat had gone out of the kettle an hour ago. He did not move. His hands were still. They were the hands of a man who had held a rifle for forty years. Now they held only the ceramic. "Thomas," a voice said from the door. It was old Elias. He wore a cloak of grey...

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