The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

You wake with the taste of iron and wet moss on your tongue, the sky above the manor a bruised purple that has not yet decided to break into day. You are in the cellar, beneath the heavy oak floorboards of the Whitmore estate, and you are not alone, though the dark is thick enough to swallow sound. The air is cold, a physical weight against your skin, and in the corner, illuminated by the...

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