The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray sheet that turned the cobblestones of the courtyard into slick, dark mirrors reflecting the oppressive stone walls of the Keep, and I stood by the window in my office, watching the water race down the glass in distorted, weeping lines, feeling the familiar, heavy ache in my joints that came with the damp, the kind of pain that settles...

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