The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The tower stood in the center of the square, a needle of grey stone piercing the low, foggy sky. It was old. Older than the city. Older than the laws that governed the city. Thomas stood at the base of the stairs, his hands trembling. He was a prisoner here. Not in a cell, but in the role. The role was the cage. He had been a scribe for forty years. He had copied the decrees. He had sealed the...

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