The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rain in New Veridia did not fall; it was dispensed, a fine, sterile mist that kept the static down and the eyes wet. Elias Thorne walked through it, his collar turned up, counting the seconds between the pulse of the Pale Fracture overhead. It hung in the sky like a jagged scar of white light, humming a low, subsonic note that vibrated in his molars. He needed the transit pass. He needed it...

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