The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The air in the Sector tasted of ozone and wet iron, a metallic tang that coated the back of Sergeant Elias Thorne’s throat as he pressed his back against the rough, breathing wall of the White Spire. Around him, the sky was not a sky but a churning, bruised violet membrane, pulsing with a slow, arrhythmic heartbeat that matched the thrumming of the bio-luminescent flora clinging to the stone....

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