The Distant Garden

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The rain in Millhaven did not fall so much as it hovered, a persistent, grey mist that clung to the wool of your coat and settled into the pores of your skin, as if the town itself were breathing its damp, indifferent sigh directly into your lungs. You stood in the center of the square, your hands wrapped around the hilt of the ceremonial blade that had been your grandfather’s, then your...

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