The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The wind does not merely blow across the heath; it erodes, scraping the soft flesh of the earth with a persistent, dry patience that leaves you feeling as though you are being slowly unmade by the very air you breathe, and you stand there at the edge of the known world, clutching a stone that feels warm against your palm despite the freezing sleet that lashes your face, wondering if the warmth...

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