The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

You dream of snow. It falls in thick, silent clumps. The castle is white. The courtyard is white. The air is sharp. It cuts your lungs. You are small. You are cold. You are Thomas. You wake up. The room is dark. The straw under you is damp. It smells of mold and old sweat. You lie still. Your heart beats fast. It thuds in your ears. You wait for the sound to stop. It does not. The door creaks....

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