The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The house breathes. You hear it in the walls, a wet, rhythmic expansion of wood and plaster that smells of wet wool and old iron. It is not a house. It is a lung. You know this because you have lived inside its ribcage for three hundred years, or perhaps only three weeks. Time is a loose thread here, pulled by hands you cannot see. You are the only one who remains. The others, the Whitmore...

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