The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The silence in the house was not empty, but thick, a viscous substance that coated the tongue and settled in the lungs, tasting faintly of iron and old rain. You stood in the center of the drawing room, the air around you vibrating with a low, subterranean hum that seemed to rise from the floorboards themselves, a sound like the groan of a ship under a heavy sea. The candles on the mantelpiece...

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