The Pale Tower

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2026-08-19 08:11:16 -

The Pale Tower

The glass didn’t shatter with a sound so much as it surrendered, a sudden, violent exhalation of pressure that left a jagged, weeping wound in the center of the observation deck, raining fine, glittering dust across the sterile white tiles where I stood with my hands bound by the magnetic cuffs, staring at the reflection of my own hollowed-out face in the remaining pane. We had been working on...

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