The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The shrapnel did not sing as it tore through the air; it screamed, a high, thin shriek of metal against the wet, fog-choked sky, a sound that seemed to vibrate directly inside the marrow of Thomas Bradshaw’s bones, turning his very skeleton into a resonating chamber for the violence of the world. He was not a soldier, not in the way that the men beside him were soldiers, with their rifles held...

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