The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The pen was already moving, scratching a thin, dark line across the paper before Harold Wexford had fully decided to write. He watched the ink pool, a viscous black liquid that defied the gravity of the page, swelling into a shape that looked suspiciously like a closed eye. It was the year 402 of the Reformation, and the air in the Spire tasted of ozone and old, dried blood. Harold was forty...

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