The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The iron mask was not merely a piece of armor; it was a second face, grown into the flesh of Elias Thorne’s skull over the long, wet years of his imprisonment in the Undercroft. He did not remember the day it had been forged, only the heat, the screaming of metal, and the hands of the Warden, a man whose skin was the pale, translucent gray of old parchment, pressing the heated rim against...

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