The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The crack runs through the limestone like a vein of bone. It is pale, thin, and wrong. I stand in the courtyard of the Ministry of Order, my hands stiff in my pockets, staring at the fracture in the north wall. The rain has stopped, but the air still tastes of wet dust and ozone. My boots are heavy with mud. I am Elias, thirty-two, and I have served the Ministry for nine years. I am a senior...

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