The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The cellar was cold. It smelled of wet stone and old iron. Elias stood in the dark. He held the jar. It was glass. Thick and heavy. Inside, a pale liquid swirled. It glowed with a faint, sickly light. Elias was a guard. He had worn the uniform for ten years. Ten years of silence. Ten years of watching doors. Now the doors were open. The master was gone. The master had left in the night. No...

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