The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

You wake with the taste of iron in your mouth. The ceiling is white. It is a flat, sterile white, the kind that absorbs shadow and offers none back. You lie in the bed in the study. The heavy curtains are drawn tight. The air is still. You do not move. Your body feels heavy. It feels like a stone wrapped in silk. You breathe in. You breathe out. The rhythm is slow. It is deliberate. The door is...

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