The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The garden had always been pale. Not colourless—there was colour, of course—but washed out, as though the sun itself had hesitated to touch it. The roses were pale blue, the kind that bordered on violet in the afternoon light, and the gravel paths ran a dusty cream that held the ghost of rain long after the clouds had scattered. It was a garden that had been here before the house was built,...

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