The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The letter arrived on a morning when the frost had turned the iron gates of the Abbey into lattices of white ice, and I read it with hands that trembled not from the cold, but from the sudden, violent severance of a bond I had never known existed. It was a dismissal, or rather, a liberation, written in the stiff, formal hand of the Archivist, a man who viewed the world as a series of files to...

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