The Distant Garden

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2026-08-22 05:05:07 -

The cake was a monument to excess. It rose from the silver platter like a ziggurat of cream and sponge, layered with the heavy, cloying sweetness of apricot jam. You stood before it, a small figure in a grey suit that fit you too well, as if tailored to your shyness. The hall was vast, a cathedral of polished mahogany and gaslight, the air thick with the scent of lilies and expensive perfume....

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