The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The air in the orbital dock workshop always tasted of rust and ozone, a metallic tang that coated the back of the throat long before the eyes adjusted to the dim, flickering light. Kaito Watanabe stood before the welding bench, his hands steady but his mind fractured, trying to piece together the dream that had bled into the waking hours three days prior. In the dream, his father’s worn silk...

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