The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The gates of the Ashworth Palace groaned shut behind Elias Thorne, sealing the last of his thirty-year tenure within the stone walls that had once defined his entire existence. He stood in the gravel courtyard, the autumn air biting at his exposed neck, clutching a tarnished silver spoon in his left hand, its bowl dented and worn smooth by decades of anxious, repetitive turning. The new...

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