The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The train did not stop at the terminus; it simply ceased to be relevant, the iron wheels grinding against a track that dissolved into a thick, gray mist that smelled of ozone and wet slate. Elias Thorne adjusted the leather strap of his satchel, the worn calfskin creaking in the damp air, and stepped onto the platform of St. Jude’s, a station that existed on no map he had ever consulted in his...

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