The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, grey curtain that blurred the edges of the world and turned the cobblestones of the lower city into slick, dark mirrors reflecting the low, bruised sky, and it was in this relentless downpour that Thomas Ashworth stood on the narrow balcony of the high tower, his hands gripping the wet stone railing until his knuckles turned white, watching...

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