The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The pen is cheap, a stubby thing from the stationery bin that costs twelve cents and has already bled a brown halo onto my thumb, but it is the only instrument steady enough to hold the weight of what I am about to write. I sit in the archive room, where the air smells of dry rot and the faint, metallic tang of the heating vents, and I dictate this letter to you, Clara, because I can no longer...

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