The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The iron bar lay in Eamon’s hands, cold and heavy as a dead limb, its surface pitted by years of rust that flaked away under his thumb like dry skin. He stood before the Pale Tower, the white stone of the keep rising above the mist-shrouded valley of the Pale, a structure that had watched over the village of Dunmore for three centuries, its mortar crumbling with the same slow, inevitable decay...

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