The Golden Greenhouse

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You’re holding the key upside down, Elias. It’s the only thing I can think to say as I watch you fumble with the rusted iron, the metal biting into your palm, the cold seeping through the wool of your glove. The glasshouse stands before us, a ribcage of blackened iron and shattered green, half-buried in the mud of the borderlands. It has been dead for three years, since Father left it to rot,...

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