The Golden Greenhouse

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The furnace door was cold to the touch, a slab of blackened iron that Elias Thorne had to press his forehead against just to feel the heat behind it. He stood alone in the sub-basement of the Royal Botanical Institute, the air thick with the smell of damp earth and rotting leaves. Above him, the Golden Greenhouse groaned under the weight of its own decay, a glass cage that had once held the...

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