The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

It began, as it so often does in the grey hours before the sun has fully claimed the horizon, in a dream that felt less like a sleep than a slow drowning in heavy, wet wool, where Aldric Vane stood not on the battlefield but in a room so suffocatingly small and dim that the air itself seemed to have curdled into a thick, suffocating paste that coated his tongue and settled in the hollows of his...

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