The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The banquet hall of the Threshold did not smell of roasted meats or spiced wine, but of ozone and wet stone, a scent that clung to the back of the throat like a bad memory. It was a place of high, vaulted ceilings where the light did not come from chandeliers, but from the veins of crystal embedded in the floor, pulsing with a slow, rhythmic luminescence that mimicked the heartbeat of something...

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