The Distant Garden

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2026-08-19 04:24:48 -

The cart rolls over the cobblestones. It shakes. You feel the vibration in your teeth. The sky is low. It is gray. It presses down on the roof of the carriage. You are inside. You are not a passenger. You are the cargo. The crate is wooden. It is rough. It smells of resin and old sweat. Your head rests on a wool blanket. The wool is thick. It is itchy. It is warm. You do not move. You do not...

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