The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The iron gate of St. Jude’s Orphanage did not creak, but it screamed, a high-pitched shriek of rusted metal that tore through the silence of the night like a wound in the air. I was running, my breath coming in ragged gasps that tasted of copper and cold ash, my fingers locked around the handle of the heavy oak door that separated the sanctuary from the abyss. Behind me, the shadows were not...

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