The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The road was slick with frost. Elias walked. The cart rattled behind him. It held crates of white powder. Powder that saved lives. Powder that ended them. The air was thin. The sky was low. He felt the weight of his own sin. It was a stone in his chest. Cold. Heavy. Unyielding. He had come to the Citadel of Ash. A place of stone and silence. The walls were high. The gates were iron. Inside, the...

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