The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The road into the High Country was not a road at all, but a scar of packed earth that wound through the mist like a vein beneath the skin of the world, carrying the weight of Thomas’s grief in the heavy, rhythmic thud of his boots against the stone, for he had walked for seven days without sleep, his lungs burning with the thin, cold air that tasted of iron and old snow, until the landscape...

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