The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The letter lay on the oak desk, its seal broken, the ink smudged where Elias Thorne’s thumb had pressed against the wax. It was a standard form, the kind the Constabulary Office in the county seat sent out every third Tuesday, a request for a final inventory of assets and liabilities prior to the granting of a pension. Elias read the line item regarding "local anomalies" three times, his eyes...

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