The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The dream was always the same: a tower of pale, translucent glass rising against a grey sky, vibrating with a hum that felt like a migraine, until the structure simply ceased to exist, turning into a cloud of fine, black dust that settled on my tongue. I woke on Tuesday morning with the taste of ash in my mouth and the clock reading four in the afternoon. The deadline for the City Hall...

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