The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

You wake in the grey light. The room is cold. You are in London. It is 1889. You are Eleanor. You are a doctor. You are not supposed to be. The air smells of coal smoke. It smells of damp stone. It smells of rot. You look at your hands. They are clean. They are shaking. You remember the dream. The garden. The white flowers. They were bleeding. You sit up. Your head aches. A throb behind the...

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