The Distant Garden

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2026-08-17 18:29:56 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, and it seemed to settle into the very bones of the town of Oakhaven, a place that smelled permanently of wet coal, rusted iron, and the sharp, metallic tang of the new textile mills that lined the riverbank. It was in this damp, grey twilight that Elara Vance prepared to leave. She stood in the center of her small, cluttered sitting room, her fingers...

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