The Pale Garden
The decree was pinned to the oak door with a rusted nail, the parchment brittle and stained with damp. Elara read it twice, her thumb tracing the jagged edge where the paper had torn from the roll. The Abbey’s seal, a heavy black wax, pressed into the center, looked less like a mark of authority and more like a bruise. Entry into the Pale Garden was forbidden under penalty of excommunication....
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