The Pale Garden

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2026-08-21 09:29:39 -

The Pale Garden

The iron gate is open, and you can smell the rot of the wisteria before you even step off the carriage. It hangs in heavy, purple curtains from the trellis, choking the air with a sweet, cloying scent that tastes like copper on your tongue. Your boots crunch on the gravel, a sharp, dry sound that feels too loud in the stillness. You are Inspector Thomas Ashworth, and you have come to the...

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