The Pale Tower

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2026-08-21 20:33:47 -

The Pale Tower

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the slate roof of the St. Jude’s Correctional Facility with a rhythmic, persistent violence that felt less like weather and more like a siege. I stood by the window of my office, watching the gray mist swirl through the courtyard, my hands resting on the cold metal of the railing. My uniform felt heavy, not with weight, but with a...

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