The Golden Greenhouse

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The ledger lay open on the mahogany desk, its leather spine cracked and bleeding a faint, golden dust onto the parchment, a testament to the centuries of handling by hands that were not mine, yet the marginalia in the lower left corner remained a stubborn, illegible scrawl that mocked my tenure, my intellect, and the quiet, corrosive whisper of Chancellor Aldous Thorne, who had spent the last...

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