The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The road to the High Keep was not a path but a wound in the earth, a ribbon of gray slate that cut through the weeping ferns of the valley. Silas walked it with the heavy, rhythmic drag of a man who had forgotten how to run. He carried nothing but the weight of his own history, a history that smelled of wet wool and old blood. Behind him, the village of Oakhaven slept under a blanket of mist,...

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