The Distant Garden

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The dream is a corridor of damp stone, endless and grey, smelling of wet wool and old dust. You are walking, or perhaps standing still while the world moves, but the sensation is of a slow, inevitable drift. You are wearing the robes of the Scriptorium, the heavy wool scratching at your neck, a familiar irritation you have long since ceased to notice. In your left hand, you hold a small,...

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