The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The acid burns. It eats the skin of your thumb before you even think to pull your hand back. "Steady, Kael," Lord Vane said from the shadows of the corridor. His voice was dry, like dead leaves scraping across stone. "You are scrubbing the wall, not the air. Do not stop." I kept moving. The brush was heavy, soaked in a liquid that smelled of copper and old pennies. The Iron Keep was a place of...

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