The Golden Greenhouse

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The rain slicks the cobblestones of the capital, turning the grey morning into a mirror of fractured light as you step from the black carriage onto the wet pavement, the brass key in your left hand growing heavy with the dampness of your grip, a weight that seems to pull your wrist downward toward the earth. You are Elara, thirty-two years old, a woman who has spent the last decade in the...

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