The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The candlelight in the Great Hall of Blackwood Manor did not flicker; it held a rigid, yellow stare that seemed to pin the air in place. It was a feast for the Solstice, though the date was long forgotten in the annals of the house, and the guests sat in rows of oak chairs that had been carved by hands now dust in the earth. Margaret stood at the edge of the table, her fingers wrapped tightly...

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