The Golden Greenhouse

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The wool coat hangs on your arm, heavy and damp with the rain that falls not from the sky, but from the air itself. It is a grey coat, the color of old ash, and it has been worn by you for so long that the fabric has begun to look less like cloth and more like skin. It is your second skin, your armor, your shame. You are Major Elias Thorne, or so the badge on your chest claims, though the badge...

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