The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

Sigrid Dahl paid forty credits for the oxygen in the smokehouse, a price that rose with every breath she took, and she stood there while the meat hung black and silent in the racks. The air tasted of salt and rust, the same flavor that clung to her skin since the last survey dispute had left her name on the wrong side of the map. She was here for the brooch, the emerald stone her sister Maja...

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