The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The frost had not yet melted from the courtyard stones when Elias Thorne began to chip the stone. His chisel rang against the granite, a sharp, brittle sound that seemed too loud in the silence of the estate. He was a stonemason by trade, though in this household, he was something more akin to a penitent. For three weeks, he had been carving the family crest into the lintel of the north gate, a...

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