The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The rain tapped against the glass of the fourth-floor office, a rhythmic, monotonous drumming that sounded like the heartbeat of the building itself. Arthur Pym sat at his desk, the mahogany polished to a mirror sheen by decades of anxious hands. He was a man of mid-rank, mid-height, and mid-ambition, a functionary in the Department of Municipal Compliance. His suit was grey. His hair was...

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