The Distant Garden

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In the dream, the bread did not break; it dissolved. It turned to ash on the tongue before the jaw could close, leaving behind a taste of iron and old rain. This was the first sign that something was terribly, fundamentally wrong with the town of Oakhaven, a place where the cobblestones were paved with the bones of saints who had forgotten their own prayers. Thomas Bradshaw woke with the...

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