The Distant Garden

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The cobbler’s name was called out by the tax collector, a man whose voice seemed to scrape against the inside of Elias’s skull like a rough stone on wet wood, and Elias looked up from the last of the leather strips, his hands stained black with the tannin, to find the official standing in the doorway of the shop, a ledger tucked under one arm and a look of bored contempt on his face. It was the...

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