The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The ledger sat on the desk, its spine cracked, the pages yellowed to the color of old bone. Elias Thorne counted the entries with a dry, trembling finger, his breath hitching in the cold air of the basement archive. Forty-two years of service, and now he was here, cataloging the estate of the man who had run this place before him, trying to hold his tenure together with the same stiff, woolen...

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