The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The lily is gone. You stand in the cold draft of the apothecary, your hands trembling not from the chill that seeps through the single pane of glass, but from the sudden, hollow weight of the empty clay vessel in your palms. The morning light, pale and watery, falls across the workbench where the alpine lily should have been, its petals white as bone, its stem thick with the promise of the cure...

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