The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The hammer sat heavy in my left hand, its wooden handle worn smooth by decades of use, while my right hand gripped the cold iron lead cames. The smell hit me before the sight did: a thick, cloying mixture of damp rot, old dust, and the sharp, metallic tang of oxidized lead. I stood in the center of the conservatory of the Ashworth estate, the floorboards groaning under my boots, facing the...

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