The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The door shuts behind you with a sound like a bone snapping, sealing you inside the hallway of your childhood home, the air thick with the scent of damp wool and the stale, sweet rot of overripe pears that has hung here for decades. You are not supposed to be here. You are supposed to be gone, vanished into the grey nothingness of the city, yet your feet have carried you back to the threshold...

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