The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

You hold the coat in your hands. It is a heavy thing, wool woven so tightly it feels like armor. The color is a deep, bruised purple, faded now to the gray of old smoke. You bought it for your father. Or rather, you bought it to replace the one he wore when he left. The one he never took back. The war has been over for three years, but the silence it left behind is louder than the guns. You are...

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