The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The banquet hall was a cathedral of glass and steel, suspended in a void that defied geography. You stood at the head of the long table, the silverware cold and heavy in your hands, the clink of cutlery against porcelain sounding like the ticking of a clock that had no face. The air was thick with the scent of roasted pheasant and the metallic tang of ozone, a mixture that coated the back of...

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