The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The room smells of wet earth and ozone, a scent that clings to the back of your throat long after you leave. You stand before the heavy oak door, the brass key cold in your palm, your heart hammering against your ribs like a trapped bird. You are Mara, thirty-two, a junior archivist at the Blackwood Institute, and you need this. You need the permanent position, the pension, the life that Elias...

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