The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

You wake with the taste of iron and wet stone in your mouth, a metallic tang that clings to the back of your throat like a stubborn, rusted nail, and for a heartbeat you do not know where you are, or who you are, or why the air is so thick with the smell of damp wool and ancient, rotting timber, until the gray light seeps through the warped windowpane and you remember that you are in the...

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