The Distant Garden

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2026-08-21 16:02:02 -

The oak stood. It had always stood. Its roots drank deep from the wet earth of the city park, a green island in a sea of grey stone. Thomas watched it from the bench. He was twelve. His coat was too big. The wind cut through the fabric. He shivered. The park was quiet. Too quiet. The trees did not sway. The leaves did not rustle. They held their breath. A man walked by. He wore a suit of black...

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