The Distant Garden

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2026-08-19 19:47:19 -

The bullet hits you in the shoulder. It does not stop. You keep walking. The air in the hall is thick with the smell of wet wool and ozone. You are in the Ministry. The floor is polished black marble. Your reflection stares back up at you. It is not your face. It is a mask of green leaves. You push through the double doors. "Stop," a voice says. It is soft. It is the voice of the Director. You...

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