The Distant Garden

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The rain in Cumberlands was not the kind that washed things clean; it was a grey, persistent mist that seemed to seep into the marrow, a dampness that clung to the wool of one’s coat and the lining of one’s lungs. Elias Thorne stood at the window of his cubicle, a small, beige box on the fourth floor of the Ministry of Administrative Continuity, and watched the water streak down the glass in...

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