The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The train hisses to a halt, and the doors open onto a grey nothing. You step out, your boots sinking into the mud of the platform. Your hands shake. They have been shaking for three months, ever since the last match, ever since the doctor said the nerves were frayed beyond repair. You are Elias. You are forty-two. You are here to give Silas one last word. You carry a letter in your breast...

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