The Distant Garden

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You are in the cellar. The air tastes of wet stone and old blood. You do not remember how you got here, but you remember the weight of the iron gate above you. It is heavy. It is final. You are a sinner. You know this because your hands are stained. Not with ink. With rust. With dirt. With the dark juice of the garden you destroyed. Your brother is above you. Thomas. He is the master of the...

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