The Distant Garden

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Silvio Trapani had spent forty-five years listening to stone, and he knew the difference between a crack that would heal and one that would kill. The light in the Citadel’s central courtyard was thin and grey, the kind that finds every roof hole and pools in the gutters. He stood on the scaffold, his chisel buried in the mortar of the central arch. The stone resisted. It did not chip. It bled....

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