The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

Alistair. The name came from the dark, a ragged shout that tore through the wet noise of the siege. It was not a summons of command but a warning, raw and desperate, cutting through the din of iron on iron. Alistair did not turn. He could not. The sword in his hand was heavy, a dead weight that dragged at his shoulder, and the air before him was thick with the smell of wet wool and old blood....

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