The Distant Garden

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You stand in the center of the Grand Hall, the air thick with the scent of polished mahogany and the stale, metallic tang of impending judgment. The chandeliers above cast a light that feels less like illumination and more like a physical weight, pressing down on your shoulders, demanding you straighten your spine, demanding you look the part of the man you were told you were becoming. You are...

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