The Distant Garden

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The ink on your quill is still wet, a black vein connecting your hand to the parchment, when the Abbot’s shadow falls across the desk and cuts the light from the page before you. You do not look up, for you have learned in Oakhaven that looking up is an act of rebellion, and you are too tired for rebellion, especially not with the cough rattling in the throat of your sister Mara, who lies three...

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