The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The corridor of the Grand Atrium was not merely a passage but a living entity, a skeletal finger of white marble that stretched into a darkness so profound it seemed to possess its own gravity, pulling the air from Margaret’s lungs in long, aching sips as she walked with the heavy, rhythmic tread of a woman who had long since forgotten how to run. The walls, once polished to a mirror sheen that...

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