The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The air in Sector Four always tasted of copper and stale rain, a metallic tang that coated the back of the throat no matter how often one scrubbed. Elias Vane sat at his desk in the Bureau of Atmospheric Compliance, the gray light of the overcast afternoon filtering through the reinforced glass, casting long, pale shadows across his paperwork. He was a man of middle years, with the quiet...

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