The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rain in the city of Oakhaven did not fall so much as it hung, a grey, suspended curtain that turned the cobblestones into mirrors of sorrow and the gas lamps into hazy, weeping eyes. It was a damp, industrial twilight where the smoke from the factories bled into the low clouds, creating a ceiling that felt less like a sky and more like a lid pressed down upon the chest. Arthur Penhaligon...

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