The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

You are bleeding. The blood is warm. It smells of copper and old rain. You are on the floor. The floor is cold stone. It is a gray stone. It is a royal stone. You are in a hall. The hall is high. The ceiling is lost in shadow. You do not know how you got here. You do not know who hit you. You do not know if you are alone. You are not alone. There are bodies. There are other bodies. They are...

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