The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The glass ceiling shatters. It does not fall. It suspends. A thousand shards of crystalline sky hang in the air, rotating slowly in the stale, metallic heat. You do not flinch. You have trained your muscles to ignore the tremors in the earth. You have trained your mind to accept the physics of this place. The building is a cathedral of iron and steam, rising from the fog-choked valley below. It...

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