The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The train hissed into the station at Blackwood, a place of soot and iron, as Elias Thorne stepped onto the platform with the weary precision of a man who had already lost the war. He was forty years old, a clerk displaced from the comfortable offices of London, carrying in his breast pocket a bouquet of dried roses that had been his late brother’s last gift. The flowers did not wilt, a fact...

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