The Distant Garden

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The nurse calls your name from the corridor, a sharp, bright sound that cuts through the low hum of the ventilation system. You are Elias, forty-two, a scholar of antiquities, and you are currently sitting in a plastic chair that creaks with every shift of your weight. Your sister, Martha, lies in the bed behind you, her breathing shallow and wet, a sound like air moving through a cracked pipe....

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