The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The door closed with a finality that tasted of rust. I stood in the hallway, the silence pressing against my eardrums. My hands shook. Not from fear. From relief. They had taken me. The house was empty now. No more inspections. No more forms. Just the dust and the dark. I walked to the window. The glass was cold. Outside, the fog rolled in from the river. It swallowed the streetlamps one by...

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