The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The dream always began with the taste of iron and salt, a metallic tang that coated the back of Thomas’s throat as he chewed on a cold, gray stone. He woke in the damp cellar of the watchtower, his teeth aching, the air thick with the smell of wet wool and old fear. For three years, Thomas had served as a guard in the city of Oakhaven, a role that required only his presence and his silence, not...

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