The Distant Garden

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The rain was not falling; it was being thrown, a grey sleet that stung the glass of the conservatory with the persistence of a thousand tiny accusations. You stood by the window, your hand pressed against the cold pane, feeling the vibration of the storm outside like a second heartbeat, one that was faster, more frantic, and entirely out of sync with your own. Inside, the air was thick with the...

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