The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The left hand of Arthur Vane was not merely a limb, but a sovereign territory of flesh and bone that he had cultivated with the same obsessive, trembling devotion that other men reserved for their wives or their God. It was a hand of impossible dexterity, capable of threading a needle in the dark, of stopping a clock with a mere whisper of the index finger, and of holding the weight of the...

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