The Distant Garden

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I walk. The road is wet. It smells of iron. I walk. My boots are heavy. The mud pulls at them. I am a soldier. I am a man. I am a thing that moves. The sky is low. It presses down. It is grey. It is old. I carry a sword. It is dull. It is red. I carry a shield. It is cracked. It is heavy. I walk. The village is ahead. I see it. It is made of stone. It is made of bone. The walls are high. They...

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