The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The rain has not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that blurs the edges of the world until the stone walls of the old watchtower seem to bleed into the sky, and you stand there, your boots sinking into the mud that has turned the courtyard into a soup of decay, feeling the cold seep through the soles and up into your bones, a cold that is not merely of temperature but of a...

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