The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

"You’re late, Mr. Thorne. The clock doesn’t wait for your lungs." Elias Thorne did not look up from the ledger. The pen hovered over the page, a fine line of ink trembling against the grain of the paper, as if the weight of the sentence he was about to write might shatter the nib. He was forty-two, though the damp cold of the office had made him feel older, a man made of wet wool and cracked...

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