The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The iron gate groaned against its rusted hinges, a sound like a dying animal, as Elias Thorne stepped into the courtyard of the Blackwood Keep. The air here was thick, stagnant, tasting of wet stone and old blood, a sharp contrast to the sterile, fluorescent hum of the forensic lab he had left only an hour ago. He adjusted the strap of his shoulder holster, the leather biting into his uniform,...

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