The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The door did not knock. It waited. It stood in the center of the great hall, a slab of pale ash-wood, seamless and silent, rising from the flagstones like a bone protruding through the skin of the earth. It had no handle, no hinges, no frame. It was simply there, an impossible architecture within the stone-walled keep, and it had been there for three days. Captain Arthur Hale stood before it,...

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