The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The ink bled into the grain of the vellum like a fresh wound, spreading its dark, wet tendrils across the page as Elara Vane pressed her thumb against the spine of the ledger, her skin slick with sweat and the faint, metallic tang of blood. She was thirty years old, a junior archivist at Blackwood Hall, and she wanted nothing more than to secure her tenure by cataloging the forbidden "Pale...

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