The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

Chapter One It would be forty years before anyone remembered the weight of that hand, but Camille Caron felt the cold seep into his knuckles now, in the mud of the borderlands. He was forty-two, a memory librarian on the orbital station Auvergne, and his left hand was fused to the pale doorframe of a ruined chapel. The wood was smooth, splintered only where his skin had peeled back, and it did...

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