The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The ink moves. You have seen it happen. It crawls across the ledger pages in the dead of night, a slow, viscous tide that defies the stillness of the room. You are twelve years old. Your name is Elias. You are scrawny, your knuckles white as you grip the edge of the desk, your breath shallow in the cold air of the Imperial Archive. The walls breathe here. You can feel the faint, rhythmic...

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