The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The dream began not with light but with the specific, suffocating weight of damp wool, a sensation that permeated the very marrow of Elara’s bones as she lay in the narrow cot of the observation wing, the air thick with the sterile, chemical scent of antiseptic and decayed lilies that the night nurses left on the sills to hide the smell of the patients who no longer smelled of life. She was...

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