The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The dampness of the stone walls of the garrison did not merely settle into the mortar; it seeped into the marrow of Sergeant Elias Thorne’s bones, a cold that had persisted for three winters and now felt less like a symptom of the season and more like a permanent resident in his chest. He stood before the cracked foundation of the keep, a structure that had once symbolized the unyielding order...

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