The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

You remember the taste of the black broth before you remember the color of the sky. It was a thick, viscous liquid, dark as pond scum and heavy with the scent of boiled roots and crushed charcoal, a substance that coated the tongue in a film that felt less like food and more like a shroud. You held the clay bowl in your hands, the ceramic rough and cold against your skin, and you watched the...

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