The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

I woke with the taste of iron and cold water on my tongue, the heavy wool blanket damp against my skin, and for a disorienting moment I could not remember which side of the glass I was on. The room was dim, lit only by the pale, sickly glow of the gas lamps outside the frosted window, their light refracting into long, trembling shadows that stretched across the floorboards like the fingers of...

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