The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The rain lashed against the iron panes of the Ashwood Institute, a rhythmic, metallic drumming that seemed to vibrate in your teeth. You are Dr. Elias Thorne, and your lungs are failing, a slow, grinding collapse that the pension board has kindly noted but not accelerated. You have come here to catalog the dying greenhouse, a final, desperate act of professional duty to secure the funds that...

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