The Distant Garden

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2026-08-18 18:03:36 -

The carriage wheels bit into the frost-hardened earth with a rhythmic, grinding complaint that seemed to vibrate through the bones of my ribs, a dull, persistent thrumming that mirrored the heavy silence within the enclosed box. I sat opposite to Father Thomas, a man whose face was carved from the same stone as the abbey walls we had just passed, his eyes fixed on the swirling sleet outside...

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