The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The hall smelled of roasted pork and old stone, a thick, cloying aroma that seemed to hang in the air like a visible fog, settling into the folds of our heavy woolen doublets and clinging to the sweat on our brows. We were gathered in the Great Hall of Blackwood Keep, a structure that had stood for three centuries, its walls thick enough to keep out the winter wind but thin enough to let in the...

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