The Pale Tower
Chapter One Celestine Girard had worked at the Ministry of Archives for four years, a tenure that felt less like employment and more like a slow suffocation under the weight of unpaid debts. The office was a sterile corridor of humming fluorescent lights and the dry, papery smell of decaying records, a place where silence was not an absence of sound but a heavy, physical thing that pressed...
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