The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The rain did not fall so much as it was exhaled by the sky, a thick, gray miasma that pressed against the high, barred windows of the St. Jude’s Correctional Facility for the Criminally Insane, a place where the air tasted perpetually of wet wool and old blood. Captain Elias Thorne stood in the center of the ward, his uniform soaked through to the skin, the fabric clinging to his shoulders like...

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