The Pale Door
You are the gatekeeper of the iron gate. The gate is tall. It is black. It stands in the middle of the snow. You stand before it. Your hand is on the handle. The handle is cold. It bites into your palm. You do not pull. You wait. The snow falls. It is quiet. It is heavy. It covers the world. It covers the past. It covers the sin. You remember the dream. In the dream, the gate was open. A pale...
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