The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The seal broke at dawn. It did not shatter with a crash, but with a sigh, a long, exhaled breath of ink that bled onto the pristine white of the desk. I watched it spread. A black flower blooming in the silence of the precinct. The letter was from the Bureau. The words were not words, not really. They were shapes. Geometric, sharp, cutting. They said I was relieved of duty. They said I was to...

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