The Distant Garden

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2026-08-19 03:12:39 -

The fire started in the ivy. That is what they told me later, though I was not there to see the first spark catch the dry leaves. I was inside, in the library, holding a book that no longer had words, only the smell of dust and old paper. When the smoke began to curl under the door, I did not panic. I felt a strange, cold clarity, as if the heat were a physical weight pressing against my chest,...

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