The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The dream always began with the smell of iron and old vellum. Elias Thorne woke with his fingers trembling, the phantom sensation of wet ink drying on his skin, a cold tide receding from his consciousness. It was the year 1342, and the city of Aethelgard hung low in the fog, its spires piercing the grey sky like needles stitching the earth to the heavens. Elias was thirty years old, a scribe of...

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