The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The morning light in the greenhouse was not merely bright; it was an accusation, a thick, golden sludge that coated the glass panes and seeped into the humid air, smelling of wet earth and the sweet, rotting promise of things about to bloom. I stood before the row of ferns, my hands trembling not from the chill, which had long since retreated, but from the sheer, crushing weight of the years...

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