The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The morning light entered the kitchen of the Whitmore estate not as a blessing, but as a cold, clinical inspection, stripping the room of its shadows and leaving nothing to hide behind. Elias Thorne sat at the head of the long, scarred mahogany table, his fingers laced together, watching the dust motes dance in the shaft of illumination with the detached curiosity of a man observing the decay...

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