The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The mist in the pale garden did not move; it hung like a held breath, thick and gray against the iron gates of the Ashworth estate. Elias stood with his blade drawn, the steel humming with a low, dissonant vibration that he felt in his teeth. Across the gravel, his father, Lord Arthur Ashworth, raised a sword that looked far too heavy for his emaciated frame, his face a map of deep, dry lines....

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