Mist of invention

The experiment, part one

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All over the country there wasn't a person that didn't know of Lord Henry's apple orchard. Or, his Apfelgarten, as he insisted on calling it. It wasn't even because the apples were all that great – they were quite mediocre – but rather because of a certain secret the Lord kept from the public. Within the orchard lies a peculiar kind of place; a tall gate surrounded by trees, making it impossible to look inside. Trees that never seemed to die, mind you. They say only he has ever set foot in it, and my mother would call anyone that thinks it is just a garden, like he says it is, a fool.
I wonder if I should tell her then, what it actually is.
But I imagine Lord Henry would prefer the mystique surrounding it, and who knows how fast mother would spread the word. Though it is a... strange type of marketing. Whatever the case, it is not my secret to share.
I pause before I knock on those giant doors. Is this really a good idea, I ponder, before knocking anyways. Sometimes you shouldn't think, but act.