The Distant Garden

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The dream was always the same, a loop of wet earth and wool, where the uniform of his father, Elias, lay discarded in a ditch, the mud caked so thickly into the fabric that it looked less like dirt and more like the skin of a dead animal, and when he woke, the cold air of the border station’s dormitory hitting his face, his first instinct was not to reach for the water on the nightstand but for...

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