The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

Act I Assunta Grieco’s hands were already deep in the silt of the canal bed, the cold January water seeping through the thin wool of her sleeves as she hauled the heavy, mud-caked clay tablet from the water, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts that tasted of brine and rot. She was forty-two years old, and her knees ached with a dull, persistent throb that mirrored the ache in her chest, a...

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