The Distant Garden

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The cold in the parish was a physical weight, a dry, preserving force that held the tea-colored water of the lake still as glass, and it was in this stasis that Armas Makinen, a man whose hands knew the precise friction of brass and steel, found himself standing before the Ministry of Temporal Compliance with a feeling of dread so profound it felt like a stone in his gut. He was forty-two, a...

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