The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended grey curtain that pressed against the thick, stained-glass windows of the infirmary, blurring the world outside into a smear of indistinct mud and dying leaves until the boundary between the interior stone and the exterior chaos seemed to dissolve entirely. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of boiled linseed oil, damp wool, and the...

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