The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The seal was not a mark of ownership, but a brand of silence. It sat upon the sternum of Sergeant Elias Thorne, a geometric lattice of black lines that did not fade, did not blister, and did not heal. It had been there since the night the fog rolled into the valley of Oakhaven, a town that seemed to exist on the edge of a map, pinned there by the weight of its own history. The mark was a text,...

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