The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

"Put the tin on the desk, Qiang. Now." Chapter One‌⁠⁠‌‌‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‌‌⁠‍‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‍‍‌‌‍‌‍‍‍‍⁠‌‌‍‌⁠‍‍⁠‌‌‌‌⁠ The air in the faculty office smelled of damp wool and the sharp, metallic tang of old ink. I set the tin down, its brass lid dented from years of being jostled in my coat pocket. Inside were the wages of my silence, coins worn smooth by the friction of my own hands....

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