The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The gate stood open, a gaping maw of rusted iron and twisted vines, breathing out the cold, damp scent of the earth before the sun had even fully risen. Elias stood at the threshold, his hand resting on the hilt of a sword that felt less like a weapon and more like a heavy, cold anchor dragging him down into the soil. He was a man who had spent forty years in uniform, his skin mapped with the...

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