The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The bell tolls. It is a sound that tastes of iron and rust. It is in your teeth. It is in the marrow. You are on the steps. The stone is cold. It is slick with rain. The rain is red. Or is it rust? You cannot tell. You look up. The tower is black. The sky is grey. There is no sun. There is only the weight. Your brother is there. He stands at the top. His face is a mask. His eyes are empty. He...

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