The Distant Garden

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Act I "You’re late, Reyna. The ledger doesn’t care about your cough." Director Vane’s voice was dry as parchment, his fingers drumming on the desk where the company store’s final balance sat. I stood in the exam hall, the clock ticking so loud it felt like a hammer against my teeth. The rain was finding every hole in the roof, dripping into the puddle at my boots, soaking through the thin...

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