The Gilded Decay of Clayton Manor
In the garden of Clayton Manor, the white roses were dying -- not wilting, but turning black from the roots up, as if the earth itself had grown sick of them. I noted this because I was recording the decay of my garden the way others recorded their breakfast. It was a habit I had developed, along with the habit of filling my house with beautiful things that had no practical use. The statue...
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