The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The cellar flooded. It happened at dawn. The water rose black and cold. It swallowed the floorboards. It licked at the roots of the ancient oaks. Silas stood in the mud. He was a soldier. He was a father. He was a man who knew the weight of a blade. He held his son, Leo, in his arms. The boy was seven. He was silent. His eyes were wide. They reflected the gloom. The door was barred. Iron....

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