The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The iron collar sits on the desk, cold and heavy, its surface pitted with rust that looks less like oxidation and more like dried blood, and you hold it in your hands, feeling the weight of it press against your palm, a solid, undeniable fact in a room where the air itself seems to be thinning out. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and you have been an archivist in the Silent Ward for...

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