The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The seal broke. I remember the sound. It was not a crack. It was a sigh. A long, wet exhalation that seemed to come from the stone itself. The wax on the door was old. It had been there for three years. I pressed my thumb against the mark. The ink was dry. The line was faint. A circle. Inside the circle, a key. We were leaving. The house stood in the valley. It was white. It was old. The ivy...

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