The Faded Ruin
The tower stood in the center of the court. It was made of glass and steel, but the glass had turned the color of old teeth. Margaret climbed. Her knees ached. The air was thin. She climbed for years. Her brother, Julian, watched from below. He did not climb. He stood by the gate. He held the ledger. The ledger was thick. It was bound in black leather. The pages were white. They were full of...
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