The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The ink on the page was not dry, a fact that should have been impossible given that the ledger had been sealed in the headmaster’s office for three years, yet Elara pressed her thumb into the wet black script and watched it smear, the scent rising from the paper not of iron-gall ink but of the bitter, medicinal root tea she had been forced to drink every morning since her arrival at St. Jude’s...

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