The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The tower stands. You stand before it. It is stone. It is grey. It is old. It does not move. You are a maker. Hands of dust. Eyes of smoke. You built the base. You laid the first block. The mortar was mixed with your blood. Or so they say. Now you are a stranger. A beggar. A ghost in the city. The city is alive. It breathes. It screams. It eats. The High Judge walks by. His robes are red. His...

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