The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The candle flame in the cellar did not dance; it froze, a solid pillar of yellow light that refused to bend in the draft rising from the stone floor. Elias stood over his sister, his face a map of the debts that had eaten their family whole, and the silence between them was heavier than the damp earth pressing against the manor’s foundations. He wanted the urn broken. He needed the money. The...

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