The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The dream began not with a whisper or a vision, but with the sensation of a weight, a heavy and cold iron object pressed against the left hand, its surface smooth and unyielding under the phantom touch of fingers that were not there. It was a mirror, or so the sleeping mind suggested, but it had no reflection, only a depth that swallowed the light of the chamber where the man lay, a space of...

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