The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The tower stands not as a monument to glory, but as a cage of black stone that pierces the belly of the bruised sky, its windows glowing with the sickly, amber light of a fever that has burned for centuries without end. You stand within its highest chamber, the air thick and stale, tasting of dust, old blood, and the metallic tang of ozone that crackles from the walls. There is no door to speak...

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