The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The dream began not with light, but with the heavy, suffocating scent of wet wool and old dust, a smell that clung to the back of Elara’s throat like a physical presence, reminding her that the coat she wore was not merely a garment but a second skin that had absorbed the grief of her mother, the shame of her father, and the quiet, persistent hunger of her own exile. She stood in a room that...

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