The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The shadow had been walking for three days before Ioanna Vassiliou noticed it was no longer attached to her father’s feet. In the dream, which happened every time the rain hit the quarry fence, the shadow moved with a slow, deliberate gait, crossing the linoleum floor of the coworking space where the funding had died and the servers hummed a low, dying note. She wanted the ledger, the one...

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