The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The rain had ceased, but the mist remained, a thick and suffocating shroud that clung to the roots of the ancient oaks, turning the forest floor into a landscape of gray mud and decaying leaves. I walked, not with the purposeful stride of a man seeking a destination, but with the slow, dragging gait of one who has forgotten how to stop, my boots sinking into the soft earth with a sound that...

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