The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The rain does not wash the city clean. It only makes the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones into dark mirrors that reflect your own hollow face back at you. You walk through the narrow arteries of the old town, where the air tastes of wet stone and old paper. You are a man of letters, a scholar of dead languages, and you are tired. Your shoes are soaked. Your coat is heavy with water. You...

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