The Distant Garden

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The hammer fell. It struck the nail. The nail bent. It did not break. Thomas Ashworth held his breath. The air in the room was thick. It smelled of dust. It smelled of sweat. It smelled of old paper. He looked at the nail. It was a common nail. It was iron. It was cold. He looked at the wall. The wall was white. The wall was painted. The paint was peeling. He looked at his hand. His hand was...

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