The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The ice did not break. It held. Captain Elias Thorne struck the surface with his iron-shod boot. The sound was sharp, a crack like a knuckle popping in a silent room. He struck again. The glacier, ancient and white, absorbed the blow. It did not yield. Around him, the wind howled a low, continuous note. It was the sound of the world ending. Or perhaps beginning. He did not know which. Elias was...

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