Innkeeper’s Comment
Back at the seaside inn, she asked about the tower. The innkeeper, a kindly woman with sea-worn eyes, frowned. “Funny thing,” she said. “That place hasn’t paid bills since ’03.”
Emily blinked. “No electricity account?” The woman shook her head. “None. Yet it still glows every night, doesn’t it?” Outside, through fogged glass, the beam swept again like a heartbeat.
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