The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The dream began not with light, but with a sound like wet chalk breaking against a blackboard, a dry, splintering noise that echoed in the hollows of Margaret’s throat. She was standing in the Great Atrium, a space that had no business existing within the confines of the gray, brutalist concrete that comprised her waking life. The walls here were not solid; they were made of a translucent,...

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