The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

"You look tired, Marcus." "I am tired." "Rest." "I cannot rest." "Then drink." "It is water. It does not help." "Drink it anyway." Marcus drank. The water was cold. It tasted of stone. He looked at the cup. It was blue. It was chipped. It was old. He put it down. His hand shook. The shaking stopped. He looked at the woman. She was beautiful. She was cruel. She was his boss. She was the law. "We...

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