The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The air in the cell was thick. It tasted of rust and old sweat. Elias sat on the stone floor. His knees were pressed against his chest. He breathed shallowly. The breath came in tight, sharp pulls. It was hard to breathe here. The walls were close. They seemed to lean in. They watched him. He looked at his hands. They were rough. The nails were broken. Dirt lived under them. He tried to...

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