The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The train did not stop at the station; it simply ceased to move, suspended in a silence so profound it felt like a physical weight pressing against the eardrums, a void where the rhythmic clatter of iron on track should have been. I sat in the corner of the carriage, my knees drawn up to my chest, watching the mist that had begun to seep through the glass, blurring the landscape into a...

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