The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The parchment lay flat on the stone table, the ink still wet and black as a bruise, but the name I had just written—my brother’s name, Thomas Ashworth, in its final stroke—began to lift from the page, curling into the air like a strip of burnt paper before vanishing entirely into the darkness of the alcove. I stared at the blank space where the debt had been recorded, my quill trembling in a...

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