The Distant Garden

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2026-08-20 00:06:52 -

The train cut through the fog with a sound like tearing silk, pulling away from the station platform in a city whose name had been erased from the maps long before Arthur’s birth. He sat in the corner of the carriage, his posture rigid, holding a brass key that had grown warm in his palm from the friction of his thumb. The key was small, unremarkable, yet it felt heavy as a stone, a dense...

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