The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rain hit the tin roof. It was a steady, gray drumbeat. Silas sat in the corner of the cell. He did not look up. He watched his hands. They were rough. Red. Calloused. They were the hands of a man who had worked the soil. Now they were just hands. He wore a coat. It was blue. Wool. Thin. It had belonged to his father. No, not his father. It had belonged to the man who came before him. The...

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