The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of the courtyard into a slick, treacherous mirror reflecting nothing but the low, slate-colored sky and the heavy, iron-bound doors of the keep, and I stood there, my cloak heavy with water, my armor cold against my skin, watching the figure of my commander, Sir Edric, as he walked away from me, his...

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