The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The orchid in the central atrium is dying. You know this. You see the curl of its petals, the way they turn inward like fists, hoarding their last heat against the cold air that seeps from the ventilation grates. It is a white phalaenopsis, a ghost of a flower, and it has been with you for three years. It was the only thing permitted to leave the greenhouse. The only living thing allowed to...

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