The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The fog did not roll in so much as it arrived, a thick, damp wool that pressed against the windows of the village and then, inevitably, against the skin of those who walked beneath it. Elias Thorne had been walking for three days, his boots heavy with the red clay of the industrial outskirts, his breath a white plume that vanished before it could fully form. He carried a satchel that felt...

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