The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

"You look like you’ve swallowed a stone, Thomas," said the voice from the doorway. It was old and dry, like the sound of wind moving through dry leaves. I didn’t turn around. I was busy scrubbing the grout in the kitchen floor, a task that required a kind of penance I was not seeking but had accepted. The water was cold. My hands were red and raw, the skin peeling at the knuckles. "Who is it?"...

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