The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The white shape sits at the edge of your vision. It is not a flower, not yet, but a smudge of light where the stone wall should be solid. You blink. It remains. You are Silas Vane, thirty-four, and you have been a border warden for the High Court of the North for twelve years. Today is the twenty-second of December, three days before the solstice. Your task is absolute: secure the Northern Gate...

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