The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The stone floor of the crypt was cold enough to numb the soles of Sir Aldric’s boots, a chill that seeped up through the leather and into his bones, mirroring the hollow ache in his chest that had grown since the village elders declared him a coward. He was forty years old, his face a map of premature lines etched by three years of solitary confinement for refusing to strike a child during the...

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