The Golden Greenhouse

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The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, grey curtain that turned the streets of the old city into a slick, reflective mess, and Elias Thorne sat in the sub-basement of the Municipal Archives, the only place in the building where the damp did not seem to care about the hour or the silence, because the silence here was not empty but full of a low, rhythmic humming that sounded like...

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