The Wistful Petal
The demolition order lay on my desk, the paper yellowed and brittle at the edges, smelling faintly of the damp basement where it had been stored for three years. I picked it up, the ink smudged where a finger had pressed too hard, and looked at the signature line. My name was already there, Elias Thorne, Senior Auditor, Bureau of Structural Integrity. The date was today. Outside my office...
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