The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The first time I saw them, the hands were pressing against the windowpane of the archive room, pale and translucent, their fingers splayed in a mirror image of my own trembling grip on the ledger. I was thirty-two years old, a junior archivist at the Vane Estate, and I had wanted this promotion for six years, believing that if I could just catalog the deceased Lord Vane’s final estate, Director...

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