The Distant Garden

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You wake up with the taste of copper and old paper in your mouth, the kind of taste that sticks to the tongue when you have been holding your breath for too long, and you realize that you are not in your own bed but in a dormitory that smells of damp wool and the sharp, biting scent of lavender sachets that have been opened and closed so many times they have lost their fragrance long ago. The...

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