The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

You are old. Not in the way of the body, though your joints ache with the damp. You are old in the way of the soul. You have carried the weight of the sword for so long that the hilt has worn into the flesh of your hand. It is no longer a tool. It is a part of you. The cell is cold. Stone. Damp. The smell of mold and old blood. You sit on the straw. It is hard. It is wet. You look at your...

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