The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The soot had settled into the cracks of Elias Thorne’s skin like a second, permanent grime, a testament to the thirty-four years he had spent hunched over lathes and escapements in the dim, oil-scented air of his workshop. He stood now at the base of the Pale Tower, a monolith of white stone that rose from the industrial fog of the city’s outskirts, humming with a low, subsonic vibration that...

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