The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The bell tolled. It was a sound like breaking glass. The tower stood. White stone. Old. Silas walked. The mud sucked at his boots. He was wet. Cold. The rain fell. Thin needles. He climbed. The stairs were spiral. Narrow. His breath came. Short. Sharp. The air smelled of dust. And stone. And rot. At the top. The door. He pushed. It opened. The room was empty. Except for the table. Wood. Dark....

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