The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, grey sheet that turned the cobblestones of the Old Quarter into a slick, reflective mirror of the weeping sky. Elias Thorne sat across from Director Vane in the Ministry’s sterile office, the air thick with the scent of damp wool and the faint, metallic tang of fear that always preceded a verdict. On the desk between them lay a single...

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