The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of Harrowgate into a slick, black mirror that reflected the grey, weeping sky above. Elias Thorne stood at the window of his cramped study, watching the water race down the glass in distorted, frantic lines, while the scent of wet wool and stale pipe tobacco hung heavy in the air. He was a man who lived in the margins of history,...

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