The Golden Greenhouse
You have been walking since the time before the sun learned to rise over the iron gates of the estate, your boots sinking into the mud that has not dried since the last war ended, a war that perhaps never truly began but was merely a rumor passed down through generations of servants who kept their eyes downcast and their tongues stitched with silence, and now you are the investigator, the...
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