The Golden Greenhouse

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The ledger was thick. It smelled of dust and old ink, a scent that clung to Elias Thorne’s fingers like a stain he could not scrub away. He sat in his office, the window overlooking the grey expanse of the city, and turned the page. The paper was brittle. It crunched under his touch. He was a scholar of municipal records. A man of words. He held the history of the town in his hands, or so he...

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