The Distant Garden

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The garden was dying. It was a fact of geometry, of soil chemistry, of light failing to penetrate the soot that choked the sky. But to Elias, it was a scream. "You are wasting your breath, Mr. Blackwood," said Thomas. He stood on the porch, his coat collar turned up against the damp industrial fog. His hands were gloved, stained with oil. "The council sent the notice. The water table is...

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