The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The envelope was sealed with black wax, a square stamp pressed so hard it had cracked the paper beneath. Elias Thorne held it in his left hand, the cardboard stiff and cold against his palm, while his right hand gripped the railing of the Ministry of Internal Security steps. The air smelled of wet wool and exhaust fumes, a sharp, metallic scent that coated the back of his throat. He had walked...

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