The Golden Greenhouse
You wake up in the mud. It is cold. The sky is gray. You are in a greenhouse. It is not a greenhouse. It is a building. It has glass. The glass is broken. The walls are brick. The bricks are wet. You are wet. You are cold. You are not human. You are a creature. You are a spirit. You are a thing made of smoke and bone. You do not have a name. You have a shape. You have a will. You have a job....
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