The Pale Door

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2026-08-23 08:42:26 -

The Pale Door

The cold bit into my knuckles as I pressed my forehead against the stone. It was not a chill from the air, but a damp, sucking cold that seemed to pull the heat directly out of my bones. I am Elias, a scribe of the Order of the Veil, and I have spent three years transcribing the names of the damned into the ledgers of the Pale Door. The door stands at the end of the corridor, a slab of pale...

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