The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The ink in my ledger was still wet when the first measurement failed. It was October, 1893, and the mist clung to the valley of Blackwood like a shroud, obscuring the horizon and dampening the light until the world looked grey and flat. I, Elias Thorne, had come to map the estate of the late Lord Vane, a task I was contracted to complete within thirty days. My want was simple: secure the...

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