The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

Slobodan Gevorgyan stood at the edge of the Rift, watching the north wind strip the last of the scrubland bare, and he knew that by the time the sun set, the ink would have finished its work on his skin. He had learned the trade by watching, first from the laundry lines of the asylum where he washed the sheets of the mad, then from the counting house where the ledgers were kept, and finally...

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