The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The dream began, as it always did, with the taste of iron and the scent of wet wool. Captain Elias Thorne stood in the center of a room that defied the geometry of the waking world, a space where the walls breathed slowly, expanding and contracting with a rhythm that mirrored his own failing heart. The air was thick, heavy with a humidity that felt less like moisture and more like the presence...

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