The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The feast of the Guild Masters was a spectacle of wax candles and roasted pheasant, a glittering mask for the hollowed-out pockets of the city’s tradesmen. Elias Thorne sat at the far end of the long table, his hands resting on the oak surface, feeling the rough calluses of a mason against the smooth, polished wood. He was forty years old, a man whose face had been carved by wind and worry into...

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