The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The ledger lay on the desk, its spine cracked like a dry riverbed, its pages swollen with the humidity of the archive. I had spent forty years in this room, sorting the quiet decay of history into neat, chronological piles. I knew the smell of old paper, that sweet, vanilla rot of lignin breaking down. I knew the weight of a signature, how it could lift a man to heroism or drag him down into...

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