The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The inscription is carved into the oak door of the infirmary, a sequence of characters that have survived the erosion of three centuries, yet in my dream they glow with a terrible, phosphorescent clarity, pulsing in rhythm with the wet, rattling sound of my own lungs. I am a child, though my mind is an adult’s, trapped in the small, brittle vessel of a body that belongs to no one but the fever....

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