The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The jar sat on the table. It was full of water. The water was clear. Elias saw it. He did not touch it. He sat in the chair. The chair was wood. It creaked. He was a prisoner. Not in a cell. In the house. The house was big. It was old. The walls were white. The windows were tall. Light came in. It was soft. It was pale. Like skin. Like bone. He looked at the jar. He was thirsty. He was so...

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