The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The count was always the same. One thousand stitches per shift. You counted them in your head to keep the rhythm, one-two-three, one-two-three, the needle pulling silver thread through the air. The thread was cold. It had been cold since you took it from Mara’s neck, three days after the re-education. You kept it in the locket. It weighed nothing, yet it dragged your collar down, a heavy stone...

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