The Distant Garden

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The iron gate rattled. I am Elias. I am thirty-two years old, and I am a thief. The dungeon is cold. The stone is damp. I want to see my daughter, Lily. The warden, Mr. Bradshaw, says no. He says I have until the moon is full. That is three days. Outside my cell, there is a garden. It should not be there. It is winter. The air is frozen. Yet the flowers bloom. They are red and purple and a...

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