The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The moonlight does not fall upon the garden at St. Jude’s Asylum; it bleeds from it, a pale, sickly luminescence that turns the iron fence into a cage of silver wire and makes the air taste of copper and rot. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, the head groundskeeper, and your hands are buried in the wet earth, digging with a ferocity that tears the skin from your knuckles, because you...

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