The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The glass was cold. Mara held it up. It trembled in her grip. Not from the chill. From the weight of what it meant. A shard. A fracture. Pale and thin as a winter moon. It caught the fluorescent hum of the room. It did not reflect her face. It reflected the void. "You are mistaken," said the man at the desk. His voice was soft. Polite. The tone of a doctor delivering a diagnosis. The room was...

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