The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The champagne tasted like copper and regret. I stood in the corner of the Oakhaven Town Hall, my hands trembling not from the cold, but from the hollow ache in my marrow. The air was thick with the smell of roasted goose and the sharp, metallic tang of fear. Director Halloway was at the podium, his voice cutting through the hum of the crowd like a blade through wet wool. He was not talking to...

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