The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The lock on the Wing C door was a heavy brass beast, cold against your palm, and you turned it with a smoothness that surprised you, given the tremor in your hand. You were thirty-four years old, a senior archivist at the Blackwood Institute, and you needed this catalog finished before the board’s audit arrived on Friday. Director Halloway had forbidden access to the "unstable" records, citing...

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