The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The rain did not fall so much as it insisted, a gray, persistent argument against the very existence of the glass walls that enclosed us, blurring the world into a watercolor smear of indistinct sorrow. I sat in the corner of the archive room, a space so small and stifling that the air tasted of dust, old paper, and the metallic tang of my own suppressed breath, while before me lay the only...

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