The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The iron grate vibrated with a dull, rhythmic thud that I had long since ceased to count as sound and began to feel as a pulse in my own teeth. It was the third year of my confinement in the high tower, a limestone finger pointing accusingly at the bruised sky above the valley, and I had begun to believe that my bones were slowly turning to stone in sympathy with the walls that held me. I...

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