The Distant Garden

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The fluorescent lights of the State Institute for Botanical Preservation hummed at a frequency that Elias Thorne felt in his teeth, a low, persistent vibration that seemed to underscore the rigid geometry of the room. He stood before the desk of Director Vane, his hands clasped tightly behind his back to prevent them from trembling, staring at the man who held the keys to his entire...

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