The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The chandelier shatters. Glass rains down. It hits the marble floor. It hits your face. It hits the General’s chest. You do not flinch. You hold the tray. The tray holds the cup. The cup holds the wine. The wine is red. It is thick. It is old. The General falls. He bleeds. The blood is black. It spreads. It soaks the white carpet. The carpet is silk. It is expensive. It is ruined. Silence...

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