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A modest, clean file slips over to your side of the table, lit by the warm glow if a lantern.
โDandelion huh? Not my first choice but fair enough.โ They open the file
A dusty, forgotten file is slid to you, marked with a black ribbon on the spine.
โWell.. if youโre a family member of hers then uh.. my condolences.. Oh, youโre not? W
A thin, woodblock-printed parchment ripples in the imagined wind, only held in place by a single steel nail. Of course, the nail was affixed to nothing but empty space...