The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The iron gate shudders against its hinges, a groan of rusted metal that sounds too much like a dying breath for anyone to ignore, and you are already running, your boots striking the wet flagstones with a rhythm that is less human cadence and more the frantic pounding of a heart trying to escape its cage. The air in the courtyard is thick, saturated with the smell of ozone and crushed thyme,...

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