The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The rain in the city did not fall so much as it hovered, a fine, persistent mist that settled into the wool of Elias Thorne’s greatcoat and the hollows of his bones, turning the gray morning into a blur of wet slate and dying light. He stood at the corner of 4th and Main, his hand resting instinctively against the heavy oak holster at his hip, a reflex born of twenty years in the service of the...

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