The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The frost had not yet broken the silence of the town, but it had hardened the air into something that bit back when you breathed, a sharp, metallic taste that coated the tongue and lingered long after the exhalation had dissipated into the grey dawn. I stood in the center of the courtyard, my hands trembling not from the cold, which had become a familiar companion, but from the sudden, violent...

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