The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The parchment was thick, cream-colored, and smelled faintly of tallow and old iron. Elias Thorne held it in his gloved hands, the wax seal of the Order of the Silver Oak pressing a cold, circular indent into his palm, and he read the decree one final time before the light in the chapel window began to fade from a sharp white to the bruised purple of early twilight. It was a simple document,...

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