The Distant Garden

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The fog in Oakhaven does not merely obscure; it presses against the glass of your eyes, a damp, grey hand that refuses to let go. You are Elias, forty-two years old, and the constable of this village, a title that once carried the weight of iron but now feels like a hollow rattle in your chest. Your want is singular and urgent: the annual harvest tax must be collected by the winter solstice, or...

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