The Distant Garden

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2026-08-21 12:12:15 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the town square into a mirror reflecting nothing but our own somber faces. I stood at the edge of the crowd, my uniform buttoned to the throat, the brass insignia on my chest cold against the damp wool. We were waiting for the announcement, that bureaucratic ritual which dictates who among us is...

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