The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The rain had stopped, but the air in the study still held the damp, heavy scent of wet wool and old paper, a smell that seemed to settle into the pores of the walls and the skin of the man who sat alone in the high-backed chair, his fingers tracing the grain of the oak desk as if reading a scripture written in the wood itself. It was a kind of silence that felt less like an absence of sound and...

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