The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rain had not stopped for three days, and the sound of it drumming against the leaded glass of the manor house had become a kind of white noise, a constant that defined the silence of the halls. Margaret stood by the window in the library, watching the water streak down the pane, blurring the view of the garden into a smear of grey and bruised purple. The garden was dying. It had been dying...

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