The Golden Greenhouse

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The glass cracked with a sound like a bone snapping in a quiet room, and I stood there, my hand still wrapped around the stem of the broken vase, watching the shards scatter across the floorboards of the greenhouse that did not exist on any map of this world. "You have ruined the specimen," said the Warden, his voice thin and reedy, carrying the dry rasp of paper tearing. He did not look at me....

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