The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The clock in the central atrium of the Department of Temporal Compliance did not tick; it hummed, a low, subsonic vibration that Edward Ashworth felt in the marrow of his shin bones more than he heard with his ears. He stood before the calibration chamber, his hands trembling not from cold, but from the sheer, crushing weight of the minutes that had already slipped through the hour’s fingers....

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