The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The fog had settled into the marrow of my bones long before the first chime of the midnight bell, a cold, wet weight that pressed against the high, arched windows of the Conservatory, blurring the world into a grey, breathing smear of indistinct shapes and muted colors. I sat in the velvet armchair, the one with the fraying tapestry that matched nothing else in the room, and watched the steam...

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