The Golden Greenhouse

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2026-08-19 15:16:46 -

The wall breathed. That was the first thing. Not the hum of the ventilation, but a rhythmic, wet expansion of the glass. In and out. In and out. I sat in the corner of the greenhouse, my boots still caked with the red clay of the southern front. The mud had dried into a crust that cracked with every twitch of my ankle. I was still in uniform. The brass buttons caught the green light. They...

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