The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The letter sat on the desk, the paper yellowed at the edges like an old bandage, and I held the pen so tightly my knuckles turned white. It was a standard termination notice, pre-printed on heavy stock, the ink slightly smeared where the previous clerk had hesitated. I looked at the date. It was three days in the future. I am Elias Thorne, and I do not believe in coincidences, only in...

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