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, bearing the seal of the Order of the Pale. Sir Eamon read the list of names, his eyes sliding over the familiar script of his own command, the words cold and dry as the wind that howled outside the monastery walls. He signed it with a flourish that was not quite a signature, a jagged scratch that broke the...

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