The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The wind did not blow so much as it scoured. It stripped the color from the moor, leaving the heather grey and the gorse pale as bone, a landscape bleached by a sun that had forgotten how to warm. Elias Thorne walked with a limp that spoke of decades, not days. He was a man carved from the same weather as the terrain, his face a map of deep furrows etched by wind and worry, his eyes clouded by...

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