The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The gilded hall of the Pale Citadel did not smell of dust or decay, as one might expect of a structure suspended in the mist between worlds, but rather of ozone and wet iron, a scent that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat with a metallic taste that he had learned to associate with the approach of violence. He stood before the central archway, his hands resting on the hilt of a sword that...

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