The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The air in Bruges tastes of copper and wet ash, a flavor that has settled into the very stones of the city since the first bell tolled for the dead. You are Elias, thirty-two years of age, an apothecary whose hands are stained with the residue of a thousand failed attempts to hold back the tide of the plague, and your sister, Margaret, lies in the chamber above, her breath a shallow, rattling...

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