The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The road was not a line on a map but a wound in the earth, stretching out into a gray, featureless nothing that seemed to swallow the horizon whole. I walked it with the heavy, deliberate gait of a creature whose bones were made of rusted iron and old regrets, my shadow a long, thin smear that refused to detach from my heels no matter how the pale sun tried to pull it away. I was not a man,...

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