The Golden Greenhouse

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2026-08-17 20:21:35 -

The seed packet was torn. It lay on the laminate counter, a strip of brown paper frayed at the edges. Inside, the cress seeds were gone. Or rather, they were everywhere. A fine, dust-like layer coated the sink. It coated the faucet. It coated my hands. I did not blink. My name is Arthur Vane. I am a detective. Or I was. The distinction matters less now. The badge is in the drawer next to the...

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