The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

My hand trembled as I dipped the quill into the vial, the red liquid catching the candlelight like a wound that refused to close. I was Elara, thirty-two, and I had come to the Guildhall of Oakhaven with a purpose that felt less like hope and more like a debt collector’s ledger. I wanted to transcribe the banned *Codex of Silence*. The rule was simple, cruel, and absolute: ink written in blood...

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