The Golden Greenhouse

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The glass was cold, slick with condensation, and held a fracture that ran from the top left corner to the bottom right like a jagged scar. Elara Vane turned it over in her hands, the weight of it surprising, dense as a stone. She was thirty years old, and she had come to the Glassworks Estate in the autumn of 1912 to save her mother’s legacy from the rust and the mill. The air inside the...

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