The Golden Greenhouse

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The iron gate of the Blackwood Estate did not creak, for it was a thing of ancient, silent strength, forged in an age when men believed that stone and steel could outlast the very gods who demanded their obedience, and as Julian Vane stood before it, the morning mist clung to his uniform like a shroud, damp and cold against the skin, marking the precise moment when the weight of the law he...

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