The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The first thing you notice is the smell of ozone and wet wool, a sharp, metallic scent that clings to the air of the Hall of Justice like a ghost that refuses to leave. You stand at the center of the marble floor, your hands clasped behind your back, your knuckles white against the dark fabric of your uniform. The room is vast, a cathedral of power where the chandeliers hang low enough to graze...

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