The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The black rose in my left hand was dry as bone, its petals curled inward like a fist refusing to open, and the cold radiating from it seeped into the meat of my palm, a damp chill that had nothing to do with the heating system of the Blackwood Institute. I am Elias, twenty-four years old, and I have three months to secure my tenure by cataloging the restricted "Boundary" collection before Dr....

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