The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The train had already begun its slow, grinding ascent through the pass when I looked back, and the landscape behind us was dissolving into a grey, industrial mist that seemed to swallow the world whole, erasing the coordinates of home and leaving only the rhythmic, metallic thrum of the engine to anchor my senses to the present moment. I was sitting in a compartment that smelled of stale...

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