The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The feast was not a celebration of joy, but a gluttonous consumption of silence, a sprawling, wretched banquet held in the stone belly of the old mill where the air tasted of wet wool and stale beer, and you, Thomas, sat at the far end of the long, scarred oak table, your hands trembling not from the cold seeping through the floorboards but from the sheer, crushing weight of the truth you had...

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