The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The train to the capital was not a vehicle so much as a rolling argument against the stillness of the countryside. It rattled through the grey afternoon, a metallic beast shedding sparks into the wet earth, carrying Elias Thorne toward the Ministry of Civic Harmony. Elias was fourteen, small for his age, with the kind of quiet that often confused teachers for stupidity but which was, in truth,...

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