The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

You are the Keeper of the Scriptorium. You sit in the shadows of the high vaulted ceiling. The candlelight flickers. It casts long, dancing shadows on the stone floor. You hold a quill. Your hand is steady. But your heart is not. "Is it done?" The voice comes from the dark. It is thin. It is sharp. You do not look up. "Almost," you say. "The ink is drying." "Then show me." You turn the page....

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