The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The brass casing of the pocket watch felt cold and heavy in Elias Thorne’s palm, the metal biting into his skin as he held it up to the slant of gray light filtering through the factory window. He watched the second hand tick, a steady, mechanical pulse that seemed to lag behind the frantic, irregular thrumming of the looms below. The smell of the office was distinct: stale tobacco, damp wool,...

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