The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The iron gate stood open, a gaping mouth in the side of the hill, breathing cold air into the courtyard where the frost had settled like gray ash. Elara stood before it, her breath visible in the chill, her hands trembling not from the cold but from the terrible, electric anticipation that hummed in her veins. She had come here to die, or so she had told herself in the small, windowless room...

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