The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The rose stems were brittle, snapping under Elias Thorne’s thumb as he adjusted the bouquet in his left hand. He stood before the iron gate of the Blackwood Asylum, the metal cold and slick with morning dew, his right hand resting on the hilt of his truncheon. The year was 1893, and the air smelled of wet iron and decaying leaves. Thorne, a sergeant of the county constabulary, had come to prove...

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