The Distant Summer

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The frost had come in overnight, a thin, brittle skin that cracked under the weight of the first drop of dew. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the garden, his boots sinking into the cold mud, and watched the last of the wild orchids blacken at the edges. It was a quiet death, the kind that happens without sound or drama, just a slow surrender to the cold that had been building in the air for...

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