The Pale Tower

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2026-08-19 05:10:20 -

The Pale Tower

The fog does not lift; it thickens, swallowing the road until you cannot see your own boots. You are walking. You have always been walking, it seems, along this stretch of grey moorland where the heather is black with rot and the sky is a bruised and unbroken sheet of lead. You are leaving. That is the first thing. You are leaving the tower, the cold stone place where the bells never rang on...

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