The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The ledger lay open on the workbench, the ink still wet from the day’s tally. You stared at the column of numbers, the debt for limestone chisels and iron clamps growing like a dark stain. Your hand trembled as you picked up the quill, the tip scratching against the paper with a sound like a mouse running across dry wood. You were Elias, forty-two, the master mason of the cathedral’s north...

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