The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The bone in your left hand is not yours, yet it fits the socket of your flesh with a terrifying, intimate precision. You hold it up to the dim, flickering light of the hearth, turning it slowly, watching the marrow dry and darken like old blood. It is a phalanx, slender and pale, and it hums against your skin with a low, resonant frequency that you feel not in your ears but in the base of your...

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