The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The stone of the citadel wept with the dampness of the northern winter, a cold that seeped through the wool of Elias Thorne’s tunic and settled in his bones, a chill that had nothing to do with the weather and everything to do with the weight of the sword at his hip. He climbed the narrow spiral stairs, the iron rungs groaning under his boots, his face a mask of disciplined indifference that he...

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