The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the dirt road into a slurry that sucked at the tires of Elara’s vintage Rover with a rhythmic, wet persistence. She drove with her knuckles white on the steering wheel, eyes fixed on the mist-shrouded valley ahead, where the silhouette of Oakhaven emerged from the grey like a tooth in a dark mouth. The orchid, the *Dendrobium aeternum*, was said...

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