The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rain fell with a persistence that felt less like weather and more like a verdict, drumming against the slate roof of the outpost station where Dr. Elias Thorne had spent the last of his sanity mapping the contours of a world that no longer cared to be mapped. He sat by the window, his fingers wrapped around a cup of tea that had long since gone cold, watching the mist swallow the treeline...

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