The Wistful Cipher

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In the damp, coal-choked air of the industrial city, Professor Elias Thorne dreamed of a garden that did not wither. It was a sprawling, impossible orchard situated in the center of the vast, stone-floored throne room of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, where the air was thick with the scent of ozone and decay. The trees in this dream were not made of wood and bark, but of twisted, translucent...

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