The Pale Fracture
The transfer order was a single sheet of heavy, cream-colored paper, the kind that felt like skin under the thumb. Elias Thorne read it twice in the grey light of the briefing room, the ink sharp and black against the fiber. "Assignment: Obsidian Spire. Duration: Six Months. Status: Final." He signed it with a hand that had not trembled in forty years, a warden of iron discipline who viewed his...
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