The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The wet season had turned the shingle beach outside Oros into a slick, sucking morass that threatened to swallow the entire mining village whole, and I stood at the edge of the good field, watching the water rise to claim the road, knowing that the Loom of Ages in my back room would unravel long before the mud reached my doorstep. My name is Guadalupe Bermudez, and for forty-two years I have...

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