The Distant Garden

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The server hummed. A low, constant frequency. It vibrated in the teeth of Elias Thorne. He sat in the control room, a cube of brushed steel and cold air. The screens glowed blue. Data streamed. Lines of code cascaded down the monitors. Elias watched them. His hands were still. They had been still for years. He was a prisoner. Not of walls, but of logic. The system was the wall. The system was...

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