The Distant Garden

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2026-08-23 07:21:41 -

Elias. The name hit the back of my throat like a swallowed coin. I looked up from the ledger. The ink was still wet on the line for the Mayor’s office requisition, a smudge of black against the cream paper. My assistant, Thomas, stood in the doorway, his tie loosened, his face pale as the plaster. He wasn’t looking at me. He was looking at the floor, at the scuff marks on the tile, at the dust...

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