The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The letter from the Audit Office arrived on a Tuesday, the paper thin and cold in Elias’s hands, smelling faintly of damp cellar stone. He read the lines twice, the ink smudged where the clerk’s pen had pressed too hard, detailing a discrepancy in the ledger that mirrored the pale, shifting stains on the ancestral tower’s masonry. Elias was thirty-two, a clerk of modest reputation, and the debt...

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