The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The ink was still wet on the final entry of the inventory when Elias Thorne’s hand trembled, not from the chill in the air but from the sheer, crushing weight of the silence that had settled over the Duke’s study. He sat hunched over the mahogany desk, a surface so polished it reflected the pale, fractured face of the porcelain orchid that sat in its center, a vessel of white glaze cracked down...

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