The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The ink was fading. That was the first thing Harlan saw when he woke. Not the grey light of the dawn, but the black stain on his thumb. It had been there for three days. A smudge. A mark. The Department called it a Residue. Harlan wiped it on his trousers. It did not come off. It settled into the creases of his skin. He was a Level Four Archivist in the town of Oakhaven. A small place. Quiet....

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