The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

You wake in the damp, breathing dark of a world that has forgotten the sun, where the air tastes of copper and old rain, and you realize that the uniform you wear is not wool or cotton but a woven tapestry of your own unresolved grief, stitched tight against your skin until the fabric becomes indistinguishable from your flesh, and this is the first thing you must understand in this place of...

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