The Distant Garden

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2026-08-19 15:40:11 -

The clock sat on the desk. It was a heavy thing. Brass and black. The face was white. The hands were still. They pointed to ten past four. I looked at it. I looked at the wall. The wall was bare. The paint was peeling. It was a small room. It was my office. It was also a cell. The door was locked. The key was in the lock. I held the key. I turned it. It did not move. I turned it again. It did...

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