The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The ceiling collapsed with a sound like a giant breaking a bone, sending a shower of plaster and dust raining down onto the polished oak floor of my study. I did not move. I simply stood there, holding the heavy, ornate clock I had been polishing, and watched the dust settle in the sudden, ringing silence that followed the crash. The air smelled of dry rot and chalk. Outside, the city of New...

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