The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The blade snapped. Not cleanly. It cracked with a sound like a dry branch under a heavy boot. The steel split down the center. Two pieces. He stared at them. Thomas stood in the rain. The rain was cold. It ran into his eyes. It stung. He did not blink. He held the broken sword. The metal was warm. It felt alive. Across the square, the man laughed. It was not a human laugh. It was a grinding of...

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