The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The stamp is heavy. It is iron, cold to the touch, and it weighs down the corner of the ledger like an anchor. You hold it. Your hands are small, the knuckles red from the damp air that seeps through the brick walls of the Hall. You are twelve. You are not supposed to be here, but you are. The ink is black. It does not fade. It does not wash out. It stays. The Hall is a place of rows. Endless...

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