The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The dream began with the weight of the coat. It was not the wool of a London winter, nor the heavy gabardine of a Boston police precinct, but a fabric that seemed woven from the static of a dying radio signal, a material that hummed against Elias Thorne’s shoulders with a low, electric friction. He stood in a corridor that stretched beyond the geometry of the waking world, the walls breathing...

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