The Distant Garden

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2026-08-19 06:36:25 -

You are driving north. The rain hits the windshield in sheets, blurring the world into a smear of gray and black. You have to stop. Not because the car is broken, but because the road has ended. There is no road. Just a wall of mist and the dark, breathing shape of a building that shouldn’t exist. It is a palace. Or what is left of one. It rises from the fog like a ribcage of stone, vast and...

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