The Distant Garden

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2026-08-21 18:48:20 -

The frost came down on the city of Blackwood not as a gentle whisper but as a heavy, grinding weight, settling into the cobblestones and the iron grates of the factories until the air itself seemed to crack under the strain. You were standing in the center of the square, your hands wrapped around the handle of a walking stick that had once been part of a great oak tree, now stripped and sanded...

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