The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The carriage jolted on the cobblestones, a rhythm that felt less like motion and more like the arrhythmic thrumming of a heart in distress, and I sat there, clutching the strap of my satchel so tightly that the leather bit into my palms, a pain that served as a welcome anchor to the physical world in the face of the overwhelming, suffocating weight of expectation that hung in the air of the...

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