The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The candle gutters, throwing jagged shadows against the damp stone of the ancestral hall, and Elias Ashworth presses his thumb hard against the silver signet ring on his right hand, wincing as the metal bites into his skin with a heat that is not warmth but pain. It is the third night in a row the ring has burned, a searing, rhythmic pulse that matches the frantic hammering of his heart as he...

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