The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The wind howled through the iron gates of the Abbey of Saint Jude with a voice that sounded like the grinding of bones, and Elara Vane stood in the center of the courtyard, her sword arm trembling not from fatigue but from the profound, icy realization that the man she had been ordered to kill was holding a sparrow in his open palm. The creature, a thrush with feathers the color of rust and...

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