The Distant Garden

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The rain did not fall so much as it descended, a slow, deliberate curtain of grey water that turned the cobblestones of Harrowgate into a mirror of the low, bruised sky. You walked through it, your boots heavy with the mud of the parish, your coat slicked down to the bone, and you felt the weight of the inquiry pressing against your ribs like a second, tighter skin. You were not here for the...

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