The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The tower did not stand in any city I had known, nor did it rise from the earth as stone or steel usually do, but it hovered, a monolith of pale, translucent glass suspended in a sky that was the color of a bruised plum. I stood at the base of its entryway, a place that felt less like a door and more like a wound in the air, and I remembered the day my brother, Julian, had first pointed to this...

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