The Golden Greenhouse

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The letter lay flat on the kitchen table, its edges crisp, the ink dry and black as a bruise. Elias Thorne held it between his thumb and forefinger, the paper trembling slightly not from cold, but from the vibration of a man who has just been told his world is a lie. Outside, the garden was silent, the grass wet with the night’s rain, and in the center of that wetness, the greenhouse stood like...

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