The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The clock tower in the Old Quarter did not tick. It held its breath. Dr. Arthur Vance stood beneath its shadow. The stone was cold. The air was thick. It smelled of wet wool and old dust. Arthur was a historian. He studied decay. He loved the way things ended. He loved the final, clean snap of a thread. He did not love what waited in the tower. The town of Blackwood was dying. Not with...

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