The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended gray curtain that blotted out the sun and the sky alike, leaving the city of Oakhaven submerged in a perpetual, damp twilight. It was a city of iron and steam, where the smoke from the foundries braided itself with the cloud cover to form a ceiling so low it seemed to press against the rooftops, forcing the inhabitants to keep their heads...

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