The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

I dreamed of a door that was not a door, but a seam in the fabric of the air, a pale and trembling line that separated the warmth of my childhood bedroom from the cold, sterile silence of the office corridor where I had spent the last three years of my life. In the dream, I reached for the seam, and my fingers passed through it, not with the resistance of solid matter, but with the yielding...

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