The Golden Greenhouse

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The greenhouse was not a place of glass, but of skin, a translucent membrane stretched over a frame of bone that hummed with a low, tectonic vibration. It stood in the center of the estate, a cathedral of organic architecture that defied the geometry of the surrounding manor. I sat on a bench that was cool to the touch, my hands resting in my lap, fingers laced so tightly the knuckles had...

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