The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The banquet hall of the Ashworth estate smelled of roasted boar and old beeswax. It was a heavy scent, thick enough to chew on. Candles guttered in the iron sconces, casting long, trembling shadows against the stone walls. Sir Edward Ashworth sat at the head of the table. He looked small. The room was too large for him. He was a man who had spent his life investigating the small, silent things....

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