The Distant Journey

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The garden behind the university library is not a place one visits. It is a place one is trapped in. You know this because the gate has not locked, yet you cannot open it. The iron bars are warm to the touch, humming with a low frequency that you feel in your teeth rather than hear with your ears. The ivy climbing the walls is not green. It is the color of old bruises, a deep, shifting purple...

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