The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The dream did not arrive as a sudden intrusion of light, but rather as a slow, viscous accumulation of silence, a heavy grey fog that settled into the marrow of Elara’s bones before her eyes even opened, for in the waking world she was merely a scribe in the lowest tier of the Obsidian Court, a woman whose hands were perpetually stained with the soot of the archive lamps and whose spirit was...

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