The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The fog in Oakhaven did not rise from the ground; it seeped up, a cold, damp breath that tasted of iron and old rain. You, Elias Thorne, magistrate of the Crown, had traveled three days by train and coach to reach this city, driven by a single, gnawing fact: your sister Clara had vanished three months prior, and the local constabulary had filed her case as a simple disappearance. You wanted her...

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