The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a fine, gray mist that settled on the wet cobblestones of the old quarter and refused to drain away. You stand at the window of your office, watching the street below where the umbrellas of the faculty shuffle like dark mushrooms. You are a scholar of linguistics, a keeper of dead languages, and your life is a quiet accumulation of papers, tea...

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