The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The ink was black. Not just black. It was void. It was the absence of light before the first spark. I held the vial. My hand trembled. The glass was cold. It bit into my palm. A sharp, icy sting. I am Dr. Elias Thorne. I am a scholar of the old ways. I study the words that were spoken before the world turned gray. I study the sigils. I study the marks. I am alone here. The room is small. Stone...

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