The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

Act I Luce Soileau’s boots sank into the wet clay, the mud pulling at his ankles like a living thing, and he did not stop. He was dragging the shattered porcelain mask of his sister, Marie, through the churned earth of the no-man’s-land, his hands slick with black fluid that was not water. The ink-stain seeped from the ground, a viscous dark that climbed his forearms, writing names in jagged,...

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