The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The white thread hummed against my thumb, a vibration like a trapped bee. It was the only thing that made sense in the gray courtyard. My name is Silas. I am thirty-two years old, and I am a Warden of the Pale Fracture. For nine years, I have stood at the edge of the Veil, adjusting the tension of the fabric that hangs in the air like a wound that will not close. The Veil is not cloth, though...

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