The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The tower stood alone in the grey. It was a spire of black glass and steel. A needle. A wound in the sky. I sat in the observation deck. The air was cold. Thin. It tasted of ozone and rust. My brother sat opposite me. He did not look at me. He looked at the city below. The city was a grid. A maze of white blocks and grey streets. No life. No movement. Only the hum of the ventilation systems....

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