The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The stone was cold. It bit into Alden’s back. He lay in the dark, beneath the roots of the world. The air was thick, heavy with the scent of rot and iron. He did not breathe. To breathe was to admit the weight of his sin. To breathe was to live. He had chosen the stone. He had chosen the silence. Above him, the vaulted ceiling arched like a ribcage. Dust motes danced in the single shaft of...

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