The Pale Garden

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2026-08-17 20:21:06 -

The Pale Garden

The rain did not fall so much as it was imposed upon the earth, a heavy, grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of the village square into a slick, black mirror reflecting the bruised sky and the jagged, broken teeth of the old manor house that stood at the center of the world, a place where the air tasted of wet stone and ancient, rotting secrets. You are standing in the mud, your boots...

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