The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

Act I Fang Yang had served twenty-two years on the border of the Sichuan basin, and he knew the weight of a ledger better than the weight of his own rifle. The ice storm had felled the elms three days prior, snapping branches across the terraced roads like dry bone, and now the air in the supply depot hung heavy with wet rot and old paper. He stood before the open crate of medicinal herbs, his...

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