The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The banquet was not a celebration but a calibration, a precise tuning of social frequencies in the town of Oakhaven, where the air smelled of roasted venison and the faint, metallic tang of ozone that permeated the municipal hall. You sat at the head of the long oak table, your posture rigid, your hands resting flat on the mahogany surface, fingers spread wide as if trying to anchor yourself...

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