The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The coal dust was already in my teeth when I saw the shadow detach. It peeled off Silas Vane’s back like wet paper, sliding down the soot-blackened wall of the furnace room until it pooled in the grate. I wiped my mouth with the back of a gloved hand, the leather stiff and cracked from three nights on shift. The heat was a physical weight, pressing against my chest, but the cold coming from...

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