The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The mercury in the glass beaker was cold, a dull silver pool that reflected the candlelight in fractured, trembling shards. I dipped the tongs into the crucible, the metal clinking against the ceramic with a sound that felt too loud in the silence of the tower, too sharp against the muffled coughing that came from the room below. It was the year of our Lord 1342, and the autumn air in the...

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