The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The dream always began with the sound of a low, resonant hum, a vibration that seemed to originate not from the air but from the very marrow of Elara’s bones. She woke in her narrow room above the Archive, the pale morning light of Oria filtering through the grimy glass, the city’s ancient stones still holding the chill of the night. At thirty-two, Elara had spent a decade cataloging the dust...

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