The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

Three hours. That is how long the silence has lasted in Cell 4, and the weight of it presses against your eardrums like deep water. You count the seconds to keep the dream at bay, the one where your brother Julian’s face dissolves into black mud, leaving only a hollow space where his eyes used to be. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two, a border warden, and you are waiting for a shovel. Not to...

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