The Golden Greenhouse
The banquet was a thing of excess and rot, a sprawling feast laid out in the nave of the old cathedral, now repurposed as the headquarters for the Department of Temporal Preservation. We were there to celebrate the fiftieth anniversary of the Ministry, an institution dedicated to the meticulous cataloging and containment of time itself. The air was thick with the smell of roasted pheasant,...
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