The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The air in the archive did not smell of dust, as one might expect, but of ozone and wet iron, a metallic tang that coated the back of the throat and clung to the tongue like a persistent lie. I stood before the great glass case, the one that had haunted the faculty senate for decades, labeled with a placard so faded it was nearly illegible. Inside, suspended in a vacuum of silence, lay the...

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