The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

Kaelen, you look like a ghost that forgot to haunt. The voice was Lord Vane’s, cold and dry as parchment left out in the rain. I stood in the courtyard of the keep, the morning mist clinging to my cloak. The plague had taken half the village last week. My brother Thomas lay in the straw, his breath rattling like a loose hinge. I had come to ask for permission to seek the Pale Door, the old...

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