The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The carriage stopped at the edge of the wood. You stepped down. The mud sucked at your boots, heavy and cold. You looked back. The driver did not look back. He only turned the horses. They walked away into the mist. You were alone. The estate stood before you. It was a ruin of stone and shadow. The windows were blind. The doors were black. You had come to meet your brother. He had been dead for...

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