The Pale Fracture
The wall cracked. It happened at 0300 hours. A fissure, thin as a wire, split the plaster from ceiling to floor. The sound was not a bang. It was a sigh. A long, exhaled shudder that vibrated through the bone of the house. Elias stood in the hallway. He wore his uniform. The fabric was stiff. The rank insignia on his collar was tarnished silver. He did not move. He watched the crack widen. Dust...
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