The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The cart groaned. Mud clung to the wheels. Edric kept his back straight. He was old. His spine was a question mark. The forest was thick. Pines blocked the sky. He held the crate. It was heavy. Inside, the rose. Black petals. Wet soil. Roots tangled. It was not a plant. It was a debt. The path narrowed. Stone walls rose. Gray mortar. Cracks like veins. He heard a cough. Dry. Rattling. From...

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