The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The dust hangs in the air like suspended time. You do not breathe. You hold the rifle tight against your chest. The wood is warm. It has absorbed the heat of your hands. It has absorbed the fear. It is the only solid thing in the world. You are in the square. The cobblestones are wet. It rained an hour ago. The rain has stopped. The silence is louder than the storm. Around you, the houses stand...

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