The Distant Garden

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The champagne flute in Elias Thorne’s hand trembled, not from the cold, but from the precise, rhythmic vibration that traveled up the stem and into the fine bones of his wrist, a mechanical pulse that seemed to originate from the floorboards beneath the marble inlay. He looked up, his eyes adjusting to the chandelier light that fractured into a thousand sharp points, and saw the hollowed-out...

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