The Faded Ruin
Aoife Gallagher was thirty-four years old and the senior inspector for the State Bureau of Purity, a position that demanded a body of perfect, unyielding crystalline integrity. The fracture appeared on a Tuesday, a hairline split in the lumbar vertebrae that she felt as a sharp, cold intrusion, like a shard of ice driven into the soft tissue of her lower back. She stood in the stockroom of...
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