The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The iron gauntlet did not merely enclose Ewan’s fist; it consumed the memory of his own skin, a cold, jagged architecture of rivets and tarnish that defined him as much as the war that had forged it. He stood at the center of the village square, a place that had once been the heart of the market but was now a theater of ritualized madness, where the air hung heavy with the scent of wet stone...

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