The Golden Greenhouse
The letter arrived on a Tuesday, smelling faintly of sulfur and wet wool, which was odd for a document from the Ministry of Agricultural Standards. Elias Thorne, Master Gardener and proprietor of the Thorne & Sons Botanical Emporium, unfolded the parchment with fingers that had spent forty years handling thorns and trowels. His hands were mapped with scars, a topography of labor. The text was...
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