The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The dampness in the cellar of the Whitmore Textile Mill did not merely settle on your skin; it permeated it, a cold, soot-stained mist that tasted of iron and old wool, and in this suffocating dark you sat on a splintered crate, your fingers white-knuckled around the worn leather of your father’s belt, a relic of the violence that had driven you from your home village and into this industrial...

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