The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

Chapter One "You’ve lost your mind, Amit, or your hands have." The Dean’s voice was thin, stretched over the clatter of silverware at the departmental dinner. I sat at the head of the table, the air heavy with roasted goat and the hiss of the oil lanterns, and I felt the orchids in my breast pocket begin to shrivel, their petals turning to grey ash against my ribs. I am a botanist, a man of...

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