The Golden Greenhouse

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The decree lay on the scarred oak table, its parchment edges curled like dried leaves, bearing the wax seal of the High Council in a deep, bruised purple. I, Elias Thorne, Constable of the Third Watch, had spent three years guarding the Golden Greenhouse, a structure of glass and bone where the air itself was a living text, whispering laws in a tongue that only the elite could decipher, and in...

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