The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The rain fell in sheets of grey iron. It hammered against the slate roof of the tower. Inside, the air was thick. It smelled of damp wool and old blood. Silas stood by the window. He watched the drops streak down the glass. Each one was a tiny, frantic creature. They ran together. They merged. They slid away. Silas was a knight. Or he had been. Now he was a relic. A thing that no longer fit its...

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