The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

Elias woke from a dream where the walls were breathing. The air in the cellar was thick, stale, tasting of wet limestone and rot. He stood in the dark, his hands trembling. He was a man who measured the world in microns and millibars, yet here, in the underbelly of his ancestral home, he felt the coarse texture of time itself. The house was dying. It had been dying for decades, slowly, like a...

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