The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The velvet ribbon was the first thing to go, snapping with a sound like a dry twig under a boot. It had been tied around my wrist for three days, a thick band of deep crimson silk that matched the lining of the heavy wool cloak I wore. I remembered the day I had put it on, standing in the narrow, stone-walled corridor of the manor, watching the dust motes dance in the single shaft of light that...

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