The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The obsidian gates of the Palais de L’Ombre did not merely open; they exhaled a breath of cold, mineral silence that seemed to suspend the very act of time, and within this suspended breath, Julian Thorne stood alone, his fingers trembling not from the biting frost of the ancient courtyard but from the terrifying, visceral recognition that the reflection staring back at him from the polished...

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