The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The rain did not fall so much as it descended, a heavy, grey curtain that erased the boundaries between the cobblestones and the gutters of the old industrial district. I stood under the awning of a defunct textile mill, watching the water pool around my boots, the sound of the downpour a constant, drowning hiss that seemed to come from inside my own skull. It was the kind of weather that made...

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