The Distant Garden

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2026-08-21 15:43:19 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, grey veil that turned the cobblestones of the old quarter into slick mirrors, reflecting the soot-stained facades of the merchant houses that leaned together like conspirators. I walked with my head down, my leather boots squelching with a rhythm that felt less like walking and more like a slow, wet pulse, as I made my way toward the tower...

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