The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The banishment order was signed in iron-gall ink, the smell of it sharp and acrid as rust. "You will not cross the Pale Door," the Elder said, his voice flat as a stone dropped in still water. "You are stripped of your rank. You are a traitor to the blood pact." You took the parchment. It was thin, brittle, and useless. You had already packed your bag: two flint knives, a coil of hemp rope, a...

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