The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The ivy had not merely climbed the walls of St. Jude’s Orphanage but had consumed them, a thick, pulsating green shroud that turned the ancient limestone into a breathing, living membrane, and as I stood in the doorway watching the final crate of my father’s effects being loaded onto the municipal truck, I realized that the building itself was dying, not from neglect, but from the sheer,...

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