The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

You arrive at the station in the rain. The air is thick, wet, and tastes of iron. It is not a pleasant smell. It is the smell of old blood and wet stone. You are a detective. You have always been a detective. You look for things that are hidden. You look for lies. You look for the shape of the void where the truth should be. Your wife, Elara, is waiting for you. She is not there. She is gone....

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