The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

You are holding the vial, and your fingers are shaking, not from cold, but from the weight of the liquid inside. It is pale, viscous, and smells of copper and wet earth, a scent that clings to the back of your throat like a bad taste. You are Elias, nineteen years old, a junior archivist at St. Jude’s Asylum, and you are about to commit the most terrible act of love in the history of the...

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