The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

You wake up in the rain. Not falling from the sky. Falling from the ceiling. Or rather, falling from the air itself, a thick, viscous sheet of blue water that has no source. It pools on the floor of the white room. The room has no corners. The walls curve gently, like the inside of a shell. The light is flat. It comes from everywhere and nowhere. It is the color of old teeth. You are wearing...

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