The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

You are leaving the office of Arthur Penhaligon, a man whose name you have spoken with such reverence for thirty years that it now feels like a foreign tongue, heavy on your lips and tasting of dust and old paper. The rain is lashing against the window of the fourteenth floor, turning the city outside into a blurred, grey smear of neon and shadow, a world that has moved on without you,...

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