The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The dream was always the same, a pale fracture splitting the heartwood of a great oak, sap bleeding out like a slow, cold hemorrhage. Elias Thorne woke with the scent of rotting wood and ozone clinging to his tongue, the damp air of his barracks thick with the phantom weight of that spectral tree. He was thirty-two, a sergeant in the Industrial Guard, and for three years he had been haunted by...

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