The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The crate was sealed with wax the color of dried blood, and the shutter banged against the frame like a fist demanding entry. "Open it," Sun Ying said, his voice thin in the damp air of the basement. "The ledger shows a debt from 1998. We must settle it." Master Lu did not look up from his polishing cloth. "The preservation is a curse, boy. You are not the one who signed the...

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