The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The train moved. It shook. The glass rattled against the frame. Elias stared at the clock. The numbers blurred. He was late. He was always late. But this time, it was different. This time, the silence in the carriage was a weight. A physical thing. It pressed against his eardrums. He looked at his hands. They were shaking. Not from cold. From fear. Or perhaps from the sheer, crushing effort of...

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