The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The summons came at the hour when the gas lamps in the Ministry corridor flickered their final, sputtering breath before the electric tubes took over with a harsh, white hiss. Elias Vane stood in the antechamber of Director Halloway’s office, his hand resting on the brass door handle, feeling the cold metal seep into his palm like a promise of ice. He had wanted this meeting for six months, a...

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