The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The train did not stop for the dead, or so I told myself as the iron carriage groaned along the tracks, carrying the scent of coal smoke and damp wool into the marrow of my bones. We were bound for the Aethelgard Institute, a place that had ceased to exist in the eyes of the public but remained a ghost in the administrative ledgers of the Empire, a monument to a philosophy of governance that...

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