The Distant Garden

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The road to the coast was not a road but a suggestion, a ribbon of packed earth that frayed into the heather as it climbed. Thomas walked with the heavy, rhythmic stride of a boy who had carried weight long before his bones were fully set. On his back, in a canvas sack that chafed his shoulders raw, he carried the last of the harvest. It was not grain, nor fruit, nor meat. It was a single,...

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