The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

Thorne. The name hung in the air of the High Court, heavy and wet, before the High Judge’s gavel struck the wood. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, a magistrate of Blackwood, and I have come to this bench not to judge, but to be judged. The room smells of damp wool and the sharp, metallic tang of fear. My hands are steady, but my stomach is a knot of cold iron. I want to clear my name....

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