The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The fog was in my knees before it was in my eyes. I woke at 3:00 AM, the standard waking hour for the insomniac, though I am not insomniac, I am merely the man who cannot sleep because the path is always there, stretching out from the foot of my bed, pale and endless, a ribbon of white mist that cuts through the dark. I am Elias Thorne. I am forty-two years old. I have worked at Blackwood...

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