The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

Thorne. The name was not shouted, but it carried the weight of a summons, a sharp, percussive sound that cut through the humid air of the great hall where Elias Thorne stood holding a pale oak door against his chest as if it were a shield. He was forty-two, though the last three years of sanding, varnishing, and staring had carved deep lines into his face that made him look older, more eroded,...

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