The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The gatehouse was not a building so much as it was a wound in the earth, a scar of black basalt and weeping moss that had been growing around the foundation stones for so long that the boundary between the living plant and the dead stone had ceased to exist, becoming a single, pulsating entity that breathed in the damp air of the valley. You stood before it, the weight of your father’s sword...

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