The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The ink in my quill trembles, not from the cold that has settled into the marrow of my bones, but from the terrible fragility of the hand that holds it, a hand that has turned to translucent, brittle glass, a visible sign that the cycle is consuming me from the inside out. I am Silas Vane, Warden of the Pale Fracture, and in the year 842 of the High Cycle, as I prepare to depart for the outer...

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