The Distant Garden

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The deed is void, Inspector Vane said, not looking up from the ledger he was balancing on his knee, his voice flat and dry as the dust motes dancing in the single shaft of afternoon light that cut through the window of the county archive. I stood there, my boots still caked with the red clay of the highland passes, the jar of honeyed figs in my hand feeling heavier with each second that passed,...

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