The Distant Garden

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The rain on the cobblestones is cold. It soaks through your boots. You do not care. You are looking for a door that should not exist. You are the Inquisitor. You have been the Inquisitor for forty years. You have burned heretics. You have broken the bones of liars. You have served the Crown with a blade of iron and a heart of stone. But today, you are looking for a door that should not exist....

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