The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

"Cut it deeper." The voice came from the shadows. It was old. It was tired. Thomas did not look up. His knife was a sliver of bone, sharp and white. He held it against the root. The root was thick. It pulsed. It was wet. "Deeper," the voice said. "You’re leaving the heart." Thomas wiped his hand on his apron. The apron was stained black. It was the color of dried blood. It was the color of the...

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