The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

14 October 1893 The shadow is walking again, and I can feel the cold pulling at my marrow like a hook. It slipped out from under my desk while I was copying the quarterly ledgers, a detached thing of ink and malice that moved with the quiet purpose of a man who knows exactly where he is going. I wanted to buy Clara a dress of crimson silk for our anniversary, a fabric so rich and heavy it would...

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