The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The wind in the highlands did not howl; it whispered, a dry and brittle sound like the rustling of old parchment, carrying with it the scent of wet stone and the metallic tang of approaching rain, a foreboding that settled into the marrow of the young soldier’s bones as he walked away from the burning village, away from the bodies that lay scattered in the mud like discarded toys, away from the...

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