The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The dream was a field of static, a grey noise that hummed against the back of Elias’s skull like a high-voltage wire. He woke with the taste of copper in his mouth, the metallic tang of old pennies and rusted hinges. It was 4:00 AM in the industrial district of Manchester, where the air tasted of coal dust and wet wool. Elias sat up in his narrow bed, his body a map of aches that seemed to have...

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