The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

I Sultan Kaya stood at the Iron Gate, his left arm fused into the living stone path that marked the kingdom’s edge. It was 1347, and the air tasted of salt and old iron. The feast of the Iron Gate was in full swing behind him, a blur of torchlight and clinking cups, but Sultan felt only the weight of the stone pulling at his shoulder. He wanted to survive the night’s ritual to keep his debt to...

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