The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The sky above the Sector was not blue. It had not been blue for three years. It was a bruised, static gray, humming with the low-frequency thrum of the atmospheric scrubbers. I stood on the precipice of Observation Deck Four, my hand resting on the cold steel railing. The metal bit into my palm. I did not pull away. I liked the pain. It was real. I am a Warden. My badge is brass, polished until...

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