The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The iron taste of the rain hung in the air of the Lower Ward, a metallic tang that coated the back of my throat and settled deep in the lungs like sediment in a stagnant pool. I sat on the edge of the cot, my hands resting on the hilt of the short sword that had been issued to me not for glory, but for the maintenance of the perimeter, that thin, trembling line between the sanctioned order of...

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