The Distant Garden

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2026-08-24 16:01:08 -

The rain in Oakhaven does not fall so much as it settles, a persistent, grey mist that seeps into the mortar of the old watchtowers and rots the timber from the inside out, a dampness that clings to the skin like a second, colder layer of clothing. You are Elias, a man of thirty-two years, and your hands, once steady enough to hold a quill without trembling, now shake with the cold and the fear...

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