The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The dream tastes of iron and burnt sugar, a metallic tang that coats the back of your throat before you even open your eyes. You are standing in the conservatory of the Ashworth estate, the glass panes trembling under the weight of a storm that has not yet broken. The air is thick, stagnant, smelling of wet rot and old paper. In your hands, you hold a small, ceramic bowl. It is empty, yet you...

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