The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The rain did not fall so much as it was driven, a horizontal scourge that turned the moors into a churning sea of grey and brown, blurring the line between the earth and the sky until the world seemed to dissolve into a single, weeping entity. Thomas Bradshaw stood in the center of the courtyard, his armor slick with a mixture of mud and rain, the iron of his breastplate cold against his chest...

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