The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

I woke with the taste of copper and burnt sugar coating my tongue, a flavor so thick and cloying it felt less like a residue and more like a physical substance settling into the crevices of my teeth, a sweet rot that had been simmering in the back of my throat since the night before, and I lay there in the gray, pre-dawn light of the small room above the apothecary, staring at the water stains...

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