The Pale Fracture
Question: What does it cost to hold a city together? Shinji Fujiwara stood before the loom, his hands stained with a dye that shimmered like wet slate. The year was 1924, and the industrial city of Kurogane was drowning in its own ambition. He was thirty, a master weaver, and he was trying to finish a piece of cloth that was not meant to be cloth. The Guild demanded purity, a rigid caste system...
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