The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The letter arrived on a Tuesday, written in ink that smelled of iron and old rain, and it was signed by a name that no longer existed, a name that had been erased from the ledger of the living three winters past, and Elias Vane stood in the grey corridor of the St. Jude’s Academy for the Preservation of Texts, holding the parchment until his fingers trembled, the paper thin as a veil over a...

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