The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The clock in the square did not tick so much as it groaned, a low, wooden complaint that seemed to rise from the very stones of the village floor. It was a sound that Elara knew by heart, a sound that lived in the hollow of her throat, right next to the bone that had been missing for three days. She stood before the magistrate’s office, her hands tucked into the pockets of her coarse wool coat,...

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