The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The great hall of the Iron Citadel was a cavern of stone and smoke, illuminated by the sputtering glow of tallow candles that seemed to struggle against the encroaching dark. Captain Elias Thorne stood at the head of the table, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword, a blade that had seen more winters than he had years. The air was thick with the scent of roasted lamb, stale ale, and the...

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