The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

You wake in a dream where the air is made of glass, thin and brittle, shattering with every breath you take. The sound is not loud, but it is absolute, a high-pitched ringing that burrows into the base of your skull. You are standing in the corridor of the Bureau of Memory, but the floor is missing. Below you, the city of Ashworth is not a grid of streets and buildings, but a swirling vortex of...

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