The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The cellar smelled of damp earth and the sharp, metallic tang of old iron, a scent that had long since seeped into the weave of your clothes, into the pores of your skin, until you could no longer tell where the shop ended and you began. You stood before the workbench, the light from the single hanging bulb casting long, jagged shadows that danced like restless spirits against the stone walls....

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