The Golden Greenhouse

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Elara, come down here, this instant. The voice of Brother Thomas echoed off the damp stone of the cellar, a sound that seemed to peel itself from the walls and wrap around my throat. I did not move. I stood before the ledger, the Golden Greenhouse register, its cover bound in leather that had gone soft and grey from decades of handling, and I watched my own reflection in the polished brass...

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