The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The candle flame in the scriptorium of the Abbey of St. Jude did not flicker; it merely stretched, a long, pale tongue reaching toward the window where the November rain blurred the stone walls into a grey smear. Brother Thomas sat hunched over his desk, the parchment damp and heavy with the humidity of the cellar, his quill trembling not from the cold but from the rattle in his chest that...

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