The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The rain did not fall so much as it insisted, a thick, grey curtain that turned the air into something breathable only if one was prepared to taste the damp rot of the world, and Margot stood in the center of the atrium of the St. Jude’s Orphanage, her hands trembling not from the cold that seeped through the wool of her coat but from the sheer, crushing weight of the silence that hung in the...

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