The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The old oak in the courtyard had been dying for three days, its bark peeling away in long, pale strips that hung like the flayed skin of a giant, and you stood beneath its brittle canopy, watching the light filter through the remaining leaves which had turned a bruised, translucent yellow, and you felt a sudden, visceral nausea rise in your throat, a physical rejection of the decay that was not...

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