The Distant Garden

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The first thing you notice is the silence. It is not an absence of sound, but a heavy, wet thing that presses against your eardrums, thick as mud. You are Elias, forty-two, and you have spent six years tending the Blackwood estate, a sprawling Victorian rotting in the English countryside where the fog never quite lifts. Your hands are stained green and black from the soil, and your back aches...

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