The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The ink on your hands is not blood, though it dries to the same rusty, flaking scab. You are sitting in the basement of the old Ashworth estate, the air thick with the smell of damp stone and ozone. Before you lies a book, its spine cracked, its pages brittle as autumn leaves. It is the Codex Umbra, or so the locals call it, a text that has been passed down through generations of the Whitmore...

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