The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The bell above the oak door did not ring so much as it sighed, a long, metallic exhalation that seemed to pull the very air out of the room. I stood at the threshold of the High Office of the Guild, my hand still resting on the cold iron handle, watching the morning mist swirl through the archway like a living thing. It was a place of stone and shadow, where the weight of history pressed down...

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