The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The fog in the valley did not merely obscure the world; it consumed it, a slow, grey tide that rose from the riverbed to swallow the foundations of the Halloran Institute before it could reach the windows of the upper floors. It was a damp, industrial mist, smelling faintly of coal smoke and wet stone, and it pressed against the glass of Elias Thorne’s office like a living thing seeking entry....

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