The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The hall was too bright. Candles burned in sconces along the walls. They melted thick and slow. The air smelled of wax and old wood. It smelled of sweat. Captain Elias Thorne stood by the piano. He held a glass of sherry. The liquid was amber. It was cold. He did not drink. Around him, men laughed. They wore medals. The ribbons were bright. Red and blue and gold. They cut into the fabric of...

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