The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The whaling fleet of the Venetian parish sat in the harbor, their masts like broken teeth against the gray water, while the ferry crossing hummed with the low, electric vibration of the empty shop on the shore. Vincenzo Sabella stood on the pier, his hands gripping the rusted railing, watching the water churn around the hull of a ship that no longer existed in his ledger. He was thirty-two...

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