The Golden Greenhouse

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The glass broke before the sun was up. It did not shatter with a crash. It sighed. A long, thin exhalation of cold air escaping a lung that had held its breath for too long. Silas stood in the center of the rotunda, his boots heavy on the marble floor. He held a shard in his hand. It was sharp. It cut into the meat of his palm, but he did not feel the pain. He felt the cold. The cold that lived...

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