The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The snow did not fall; it hung. It coated the pass in a silence so thick it pressed against Elias’s eardrums. He was forty-two, a scarred mercenary with three fingers missing from his left hand, the flesh raw and black from the frostbite that had taken them an hour ago. He wanted to reach the fortress of Kaelen by dawn. He had to deliver a sealed letter. That letter would secure the release of...

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