The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the world into a watercolor of mud and rust, and old Elias Thorne sat in the center of the high-ceilinged hall, his back straight against the cold stone of the pillar, watching the water drip from the eaves in a rhythm that sounded less like weather and more like the ticking of a clock that had no business...

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