The Distant Garden

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2026-08-18 20:10:17 -

The bone in your left forearm is not what it appears to be. You know this with a certainty that bypasses reason, a visceral truth that sits heavy in your gut like a stone swallowed whole. It is the third day of the audit at the Meridian Processing Facility, a sprawling institution of grey concrete and humming fluorescent lights that smells permanently of ozone and stale coffee. You are an...

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