The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the slate roof of the Blackwood Institute with a rhythmic, metallic insistence, a sound that had long since ceased to be weather and had become a kind of auditory architecture, defining the walls of your confinement. You sat in the study, the air thick with the smell of damp wool, old paper, and the sharp, metallic tang of the iron...

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