The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The ink dried slow on the parchment. Silas sat in the dark. The quill trembled in his hand. A drop of blood fell. It was red. It was bright. Outside, the storm howled. Rain lashed the stone walls. The house groaned. It was an old house. It had stood for centuries. It watched the world change. It watched men rise. It watched men fall. Silas was a warrior. His hands were thick. His arms were...

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