The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The banquet hall was a cathedral of cold light and polished brass, where the air hung heavy with the scent of roasted duck and old stone, a scent that seemed to settle into the pores of your skin like damp dust. You stood by the marble pillar, your uniform pressed to a sharpness that cut into your shoulders, the fabric stiff against the heat of the room. Around you, the officers of the Guard...

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