The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The letter lay on the desk, the ink still wet, smelling of iron and rot. It was a formal notice from the Board of Directors, citing "incompetence due to senile decay" and demanding the immediate sealing of the East Wing. I read it twice, my fingers trembling against the coarse paper, the sound of the wind whistling through the broken panes above me a constant, low moan. The building was old,...

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