The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The rain fell upon the tin roof of the mobile canteen with a rhythmic, metallic persistence that seemed to vibrate directly into the marrow of my bones, a sound so relentless and cold that it eroded the thin membrane of sanity I had maintained for the better part of three years on this desolate, iron-stained stretch of the northern railway line, where the air tasted perpetually of rust and wet...

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