The Distant Garden

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2026-08-17 19:06:03 -

The house breathes. It is a slow, rhythmic expansion and contraction of old timber and stone, a respiration that has sustained the silence for three centuries. You are inside it, but you are not of it. You are the dust that settles on the high beams, the shadow that pools in the corner of the library, the weight that presses against the floorboards without ever truly touching them. The air...

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