The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

I had served the Crown for forty years, a duration that stretches the human heart like taffy, pulling it thin until it is translucent and fragile, revealing the dark, jagged veins of ambition beneath the polished armor of duty. We stood at the edge of the Weald, where the ancient oaks rose like the ribs of a buried leviathan, their bark rough and grey, shedding leaves that fell with the slow,...

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