The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The candlelight in the archive of Vael did not so much illuminate the room as it surrendered to the shadows, flickering against the damp stone walls where the air tasted of ozone and old, dried blood. Magistrate Elias Thorne stood before the vault, his hands trembling not with age, but with the fine, ash-like flaking that was slowly consuming his skin, a secret rot that the Pale Order’s magic...

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