Vena.I didn't realize so much time had passed in the garden glasshouse. I had found some tools by accident.At the very back of the glasshouse, behind a row of tangled vines and a leaning wooden shelf, there was a small storage cabinet half hidden by overgrowth. It looked like it hadn’t been opened in years. The wood was warped, and one of the hinges hung loose, but when I pulled it open carefully, it revealed rusted hand shovels, pruning shears, gloves stiff with age, and an old metal watering can with faded paint.The garden was bigger than I had first realized.From the outside, it looked like a forgotten corner of the estate. Inside, it felt like a world that had once been loved and then abandoned too quickly. The glass panels overhead were coated with dirt, dulling the sunlight so that everything beneath it existed in a soft, grayish glow. Vines had climbed the frames unchecked. Weeds had claimed the stone pathways. And in the center, a wide pond sat empty and murky, its water r
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