The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The ledger weighed four pounds in my left hand, a dense, rotting brick of leather and vellum that seemed to pull my arm toward the cellar floor with a gravity all its own. I counted the hours remaining until sundown, three, two, one and a half, the numbers ticking down in my mind with the mechanical precision of a clockwork bird, while the damp air of the Thorne manor’s basement seeped into my...

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