The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The first crack appeared in the plaster of the east wall at 6:03 AM. It was thin, a hairline fracture that ran from the baseboard up to the crown molding, splitting the beige paint like a wound. Elias sat on the edge of his bed, his hands trembling so violently he could not button his shirt. He was fifty-two years old, a retired architect who had spent thirty years drawing lines that held up...

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