The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

Chapter One Shumin Hu was forty-five, and his knees had begun to creak in the damp air like dry twigs snapping underfoot. He stood on the watchtower, the wood slick with condensation, staring at the fog that swallowed the canal country whole. It was the thaw. The docks floated, unmoored by the ice, bobbing gently against the pilings, and the water was a mirror that refused to reflect the sky,...

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