The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The feast was loud. Cups clinked. Meat roasted on spits. The air smelled of grease and sweat. Commander Aldous sat at the high table. He did not eat. He held a goblet of wine. The liquid was dark. It swirled. He looked at the glass. He saw his own face. It was older. The eyes were dead. Aldous frowned. He turned the cup. The face remained. It stared back. It did not blink. The King laughed. The...

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