The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The tremor started in the knuckle, a fine vibration like a wire under tension. Greer Rattray felt it travel up the radius, a cold, dry sensation that had nothing to do with the damp air of the Obsidian Gate. He was thirty-two, a Senior Warden, and his license to practice had lapsed three years ago, a fact he kept folded in his breast pocket next to a dance card from the last season, the ink...

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