The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The rain fell upon the city of Oakhaven with a persistence that felt less like weather and more like a verdict. It drummed against the slate rooftops, a rhythmic, hollow percussion that echoed in the narrow, cobblestoned streets where the gaslights sputtered in the damp air. Elias Thorne walked with his collar turned up against the chill, his leather satchel heavy against his hip, containing...

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