The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The fog rolls in from the harbor before dawn, thick and cold, tasting of brine and rot. You stand at the window of the library, the glass beading with condensation that traces the path of your own breath. Outside, the town of Oakhaven sleeps beneath a blanket of grey silence, its Victorian facades shrouded in mist that clings to the eaves like cobwebs. You are the keeper of these stories, this...

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