The Distant Threshold

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"The root is not in the dirt, Zahra. It is in the bone." I looked at the steward, Kaveh, who stood in the doorway of the nursery-turned-storage room, his face grey with the afternoon thunder that had been building over the logging scar for three hours. Behind him, the rain began to hammer the corrugated tin roof, a sound like coins dropped on concrete. I did not answer. I was holding the...

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