The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

Chapter One The static began as a hum in my teeth, a vibration that felt less like sound and more like the weight of wet stone pressing against the inside of my skull. I, Remy Girard, stood before the tribunal, the fish-spear of split bone resting in my hands, its weight familiar and cold. They called it mutiny. I called it survival. The Bureau’s protocol was rigid, a lattice of forms and...

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