The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The watch was not merely a timepiece; it was the last fragment of a uniform that no longer fit, a heavy brass circle on the wrist of Sergeant Elias Thorne that ticked with the rhythmic, indifferent pulse of a machine he had spent thirty years trying to outrun. He stood in the narrow corridor of the precinct, the air thick with the smell of stale coffee and damp wool, and the watch sat on the...

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