The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The train whistle shrieked like a banshee tearing through the gray wool of the afternoon. I stepped onto the platform of the station in Ashworth, the air thick with the smell of coal dust and wet pennies. My boots, heavy and iron-shod, rang against the cobblestones. I was a man who moved with the deliberate slowness of those who have already lost the race, counting the seconds between...

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