The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The dream came to me not as a vision, but as a smell, thick and cloying, the scent of crushed lilies and wet earth that seemed to seep through the stone walls of my cell. I woke with my hands clenched into fists, the nails digging into the palms until the skin split, a sharp, red reality cutting through the violet haze of the sleep. I am Elias Thorne, and for three years I have lived in this...

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