The Distant Garden
The order was specific. You were to find the source of the contamination and neutralize it. The word neutralize was printed in bold red type, a stark command against the grey paper. You had served for thirty years. You knew the weight of the word. It did not mean kill. It meant erase. It meant make the thing no longer exist in the way it had existed before. You packed your kit. The smell of...
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