The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

"You are late," the Steward said. His voice was thin. It cut through the fog. Elias stood at the gate. He held the iron key. It was cold. It was heavy. It wore a groove in his palm. He did not answer. He looked at the Steward. The man wore black. His face was pale. His eyes were wet. "The Lord is angry," the Steward said. He stepped back. He blocked the path. The fog rolled in. It smelled of...

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