The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The vial was heavier than it looked, a dense, cold weight of glass and liquid that pressed against the palm of my hand like a stone from the bottom of a well. I held it up to the light of the dying fire in the study, watching the dark fluid swirl, and heard the thunder crash against the leaded windows, a sound that vibrated through the floorboards and into the soles of my boots. Lord Blackwood...

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