The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

Elias Thorne’s fingers, stiff with the cold that had seeped through the double-glazing of the Ministry of Records, wrapped around the spine of the Pale Ledger. He slid it into his coat pocket, the leather cool and heavy against his hip, before turning to face the empty office. The resignation letter lay on the desk, the ink still wet, a stark white rectangle in the grey afternoon light. He had...

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