The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The ink in the well was black, but the parchment was white, and the silence in the scriptorium was heavy enough to crush a man’s lungs. Elias Vane, thirty years old and the last of his line, sat before the final testament of his father, Lord Aldric, whose body lay cold and stiff in the chamber above. He wanted only to copy the words, to secure the estate, to keep the Vane lands out of the hands...

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