The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The road did not end, but the world did. It dissolved into a mist so thick and cold it felt less like weather and more like a living membrane, pressing against Elias Thorne’s lungs with the weight of wet wool. He had walked for days, or perhaps years; time had lost its rigid architecture here, crumbling into a gray sludge that pooled in the hollows of his boots. Elias was not a traveler in the...

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