The tower stood in the center of the square, a monolith of grey stone that seemed to drink the light before it reached the ground. It did not move. It did not blink. It simply was. For centuries, it had watched the men and women below, indifferent to their joys and their griefs. It was the eye of the city, the judge of its sins. And now, it was the cage.
Silas Vane stood in the shadow of the...
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