The Pale Tower

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2026-08-20 07:29:21 -

The Pale Tower

The fog did not lift; it only thickened, swallowing the valley in a grey, wet silence that pressed against my eardrums like a physical weight. I had walked for three days, my boots heavy with the mud of the industrial district, the scent of coal dust and rusted iron clinging to my clothes, to my skin, to the inside of my mouth. I was seeking the Tower. Everyone spoke of it, but no one said...

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