The Flower Which Never Wilts by Arya. A

The antique shop’s rustic façade caught her eye in the first place. This shop seemed out of place with its weathered and worn brick walls, patches of faded paint, and graffiti-filled exterior. What intrigued her the most was not the shop itself. Instead, it was a deep red flower that she saw. What makes it...

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