The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The distillation was a slow, silent war against the heat, and I watched the vapor curl from the copper alembic into the glass vial with the same ferocity that I had once watched the Duke’s men burn the thatch roofs of Saint-Malo, for in both cases I was trying to hold back a tide that had already swallowed the world. My son, Thomas, lay on the straw pallet in the corner, his breathing a wet,...

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