The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The door was pale. Not white, not cream. Pale. The color of a bone left too long in the sun. Elias stood before it. His hands trembled. Not from cold. The air was still. The air was heavy. The house breathed. He was the reader. The interpreter. The one who spoke to the walls. For thirty years, he had listened to the silence of the Holloway estate. Now, the silence had a voice. And it was his...

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