The Golden Greenhouse

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The silence in the manor was not an absence of sound but a thick, viscous substance that coated the tongue and settled into the marrow, a heavy, golden quiet that smelled of beeswax, damp stone, and the slow, inevitable decay of things left too long in the sun. You stood in the center of the great hall, your feet bare against the cold flagstones, feeling the chill rise through your soles and...

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