The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The recurring dream was always the same: a close-up of his father’s mouth, the enamel of the molars crumbling like dry plaster, the gums black and receding, a landscape of decay that Elias Thorne had spent thirty-four years trying to scrub clean from his memory. He woke in the blue pre-dawn light of his apartment, the air thick with the stale scent of the coffee he had made the previous night,...

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