The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

The wire snapped with a sound like a bone breaking. Ketil Isdahl stood in the dry cold of the northern cape, the wind stripping the heat from his cheeks, watching the assistant’s sled disappear into the grey mist. Eirik had not looked back, which was worse than if he had, for it meant the betrayal was already old, a thing done and dusted before the sun had even thought to rise. Ketil held the...

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