The Distant Garden

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The root pulsed against my ribs like a second, sick heart, its violet light bleeding through the wool of my constable’s coat, turning the grey light of the morning into something bruised and wet. I had hidden it in my waistcoat pocket before the Mayor’s men broke down the door of my small cottage, their boots crushing the dried leaves of the garden that had once grown in the square, leaves that...

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