The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The air in the Grand Conservatory of the Ashworth Estate did not smell of jasmine or rain, but of iron and stale wax, a heavy, metallic scent that coated the back of the throat and settled into the pores of the skin. Elara Vance stood before the tall, arched windows, her fingers trembling slightly as she held the crystal vial, the liquid inside swirling with a viscosity that defied the physics...

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