The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

Elias Thorne stood at the Pale Fracture, the air thick with the scent of ozone and old iron. He was thirty-four, a Border Warden of the Ninth District, and his hands were shaking. The Fracture was not a wall, but a shimmering membrane, a hairline crack in the world that separated the orderly streets of the district from the void beyond. It reflected the observer’s deepest guilt back as a...

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