The Distant Garden

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The stone of the manor groaned under the weight of its own decay, a sound Elias had come to mistake for the settling of his own bones as he sat in the high-backed chair that had once belonged to his father. He was seventy-two years old, and the mortgage statement on the desk before him was a red smear of ink that seemed to pulse with a life of its own, demanding a payment he did not have and...

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