The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The dream began with the scent of wet stone and iron. Elias woke gasping in the small, cold room above the library. The air in the village of Oakhaven was thick, a physical weight that pressed against the glass of his windowpane. Outside, the fog had not lifted. It never did, not truly. It curled into the eaves of the cottages, settled in the hollows of the ancient yew trees, and wrapped around...

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