The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The ledger weighed three pounds. I held it in my left hand, the side that still trembled when the damp crept into the joints. Three years since Julian died, and the Guild still called it a riot. A necessary culling of disorder. I was a watchman of Oakhaven, twenty years of service bought with a steady hand and a silent tongue. My name was Elias Thorne, and I wanted the ink on that page to tell...

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