The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The frost bit the iron. Elias pulled his collar up. The road was dead. He walked. His wife, Elara, was behind him. She did not speak. She never did. Her hands were empty. His were not. He carried the seed. It was small. It was white. It pulsed. Like a heart. Like a lung. It was not a seed. It was a bone. A human bone. He knew this. He had to know. The Gate was ahead. The Tower rose. Black...

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