The Distant Garden

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The vial in Elias Thorne’s hand was not merely a container for liquid, but a mirror held up to the rotting architecture of his own soul, reflecting a city that had long since stopped pretending that its debts were not paid in blood. He stood in the cramped, cellar-dwelling that served as both his home and his mother’s hospice, the air thick with the metallic tang of the alchemical reagents he...

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