The Distant Garden

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The wine was old, and the meat was cold, but the noise in the room was a living thing. "Sign it, Elias," Halloway said, sliding the clipboard across the marble table. "The council has voted. We’re preserving the Exchange." I looked at the document. My hands were shaking, not from the cold, but from the hum that had been vibrating in my teeth for three days. "You’re going to keep it? For the...

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