The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The iron key hung on a chain around the neck of the old woman, a cold weight against her sternum that seemed to pull her spine straighter than years of bending could. It was a small, unassuming thing, tarnished by generations of sweat and silence, yet the travelers who passed her on the muddy track toward the highlands whispered that it was the key to the Gate of Pale Light. They called her...

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