The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The dream starts with the smell of wet wool and old iron. You are standing in a corridor that stretches longer than the building outside it. The walls are stone, cold to the touch, sweating with condensation that tastes of salt. You are wearing your uniform. The fabric is heavy, stiff with age, the brass buttons tarnished black. You are a soldier, but you do not remember the war you are...

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