The Distant Garden

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The rain fell in sheets. It was cold. It was grey. It was everywhere. Elias sat on the wet grass. He held his book. The pages were stiff. The ink bled. He looked at the path. It was a line. A hard line. A boundary. It cut the field in two. One side was the house. The other side was the waste. He was on the waste side. He had chosen this. He had chosen the rain. He had chosen the cold. He had...

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