The Distant Garden

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2026-08-18 11:10:34 -

The fluorescent lights of the temporary command post hummed with a frequency that seemed to vibrate directly inside the marrow of my left knee, a phantom ache that had persisted since the incident in the valley. I sat at the edge of the cot, my boots still laced, staring at the man across the table. His name was Elias Thorne, and he had been my shadow for six years, a bond forged not in the...

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