The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The air in the administrative office of the Ironclad Steelworks tasted of rust and stale tobacco, a metallic tang that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat even before he had spoken a word. He stood before the heavy oak desk of Mr. Arthur Vane, his hands clasped behind his back, knuckles white and stained with the permanent, dark grit of coal dust that no amount of scrubbing could fully...

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