The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The mortar in your trowel is not grey, but a shifting, iridescent violet that pulses with a slow, arterial rhythm against the cold stone of St. Jude’s facade, and you stand there with your hands trembling not from the November chill but from the sudden, rattle-filled awareness that your lungs are failing just as the building’s structural integrity begins to bleed its secrets into the air. You...

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