The Golden Greenhouse

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The transfer order lay on the linoleum floor, a white square in the dim light of the station. Elias Thorne picked it up. The paper was cold, damp with the condensation that always clung to the walls of Post 4. He read the signature at the bottom. Director Vane. The name looked like a bruise forming under the skin of the page. Elias set the paper down and looked at the brass compass in his hand....

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