The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The wind hits the eastern spire of the Pale Tower and the stone begins to hum, a low, vibrating thrum that you feel in your teeth before you hear it in your ears. You stand on the balcony, your fingers wrapped tightly around the cold iron railing, watching Julian’s carriage disappear down the winding road toward the capital. He is your apprentice, a boy of nineteen with steady hands and a mind...

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