The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The train from the coast to the capital did not so much move as it dragged itself through the heavy, wet air of the late October afternoon, a long metal beast exhaling steam that hung low over the tracks like a shroud. Elias Thorne sat by the window, his reflection ghosting over the passing fields of withered rye and bare hedgerows, his face a mask of pale, exhausted stillness that seemed to...

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