The Golden Greenhouse

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The ivy climbed the south wall. It climbed fast. It climbed with a hunger that made the stones sweat. The sun was high. The air was still. Leo sat on the steps. He watched the leaves. They were green. A deep, wet green. Like moss. Like old money. He touched them. They were soft. They were cold. He pulled his hand back. They were too cold. The castle was quiet. Too quiet. The windows were shut....

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