The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The castle of Blackwood did not sit upon the hill so much as it was consumed by it, a jagged tooth of granite and obsidian that had bitten into the Scottish highlands centuries ago and refused to release its grip on the stone. It was a place where the air tasted of iron and old rain, where the shadows in the corridors were not merely the absence of light but a tangible, viscous presence that...

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