The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

Thorne. The name hung in the damp air of the square, spoken by the baker’s wife with a flatness that cut deeper than any shout. Elias Thorne stood at the center of the cobblestones, his boots sinking slightly into the mud that had accumulated overnight, and felt the weight of the silence pressing against his eardrums. He was a constable of the Crown, thirty-two years old, with a promotion...

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