The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The ink moved when Elias Thorne blinked. It was a subtle shift, a capillary creep that turned the dry, sepia script of a 1924 municipal budget report into something fluid, something that seemed to breathe in the stagnant air of the sub-basement archive. Elias did not gasp. He adjusted his glasses, a pair of thin-rimmed spectacles that had served him for twelve years, and leaned closer to the...

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