The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The cup is still, Elias. Break it." Mara’s voice was flat, stripped of the inflection that usually softened her commands into requests. She stood by the door, her uniform pressed to a severity that seemed to absorb the light from the single, flickering bulb overhead. I looked at her, then down at the porcelain in my hands. It was a simple vessel, white with a thin, irregular vein of grey...

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