The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The rain had been falling for three days when I left the station, a gray sheet that blurred the line between the wet pavement and the sky, erasing the world into a single, weeping entity. I did not look back at the garrison, nor at the faces of the men who stood in the rain, their shoulders hunched against the cold, watching me with a mixture of pity and relief. They knew what I was leaving...

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