The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray veil that blurred the edges of the world and turned the iron gates of the estate into rusted teeth biting into the fog. Elara stood at the window of the study, her breath fogging the cold glass, watching the water drip from the eaves in a rhythmic, monotonous hiss that sounded too much like the ticking of a clock counting down to a...

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