The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The leather journal was cracked down the spine, the cover soft and dark with sweat and old rain. Elias held it in his left hand, his knuckles white, while his right hand gripped the hiker’s shoulder. The man was breathing, a wet, rattling sound that cut through the wind howling off the ridge. Elias had been walking for six hours, the snow knee-deep and heavy, dragging his boots through a slush...

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