The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

You stand in the center of the atrium, the air thick with the scent of damp limestone and the metallic tang of old blood, while the fluorescent lights above flicker in a rhythm that mimics the erratic beating of your own heart, a mechanical pulse that feels less like life and more like a countdown to an execution that has already been signed into the city’s ledgers by men who have never known...

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