The Pale Fracture
The stamp hit the paper with a sound like a bone breaking. "You are denied, Mr. Thorne. Your status is Contaminated. No clean discharge will be issued for a dependant while the mark is active." The clerk did not look up. His fingers were stained blue with ink, the same shade as the bureaucratic forms that piled to his elbow. "Next." Elias Thorne stood in the queue, his hand still holding the...
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