The Golden Greenhouse

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2026-08-20 21:27:01 -

The fog rolled in from the harbor, thick and gray as wet wool. It swallowed the streetlamps first, then the cobblestones, and finally the edges of my own coat. I stood alone in the courtyard of the St. Jude’s Institute for Botanical Anomalies, shivering. My breath came out in sharp, white puffs. They vanished before they hit the ground. I was here to observe. That was the mission. Dr. Elias...

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