The Distant Garden

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The wall was not merely stone; it was a scar on the highland, a jagged line of grey that separated the living village of Oakhaven from the dead grove. Thomas Bradshaw stood before it, his twelve-year-old hands white-knuckled on the rough masonry, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts that fogged in the cold air. He wanted in. He wanted to know why the moss whispered his brother’s name when...

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