The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The ledger weighed four pounds, its spine cracked from years of abuse, and Elias Thorne counted the hours until the warden’s office unlocked, not with the precision of a clockmaker, but with the erratic, jerking tremor of a man whose hands were no longer entirely his own. He had been a clerk for twelve years, a man who filed, stamped, and archived the bureaucratic residue of madness, but today...

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