The Metal Rose
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My grandmother asked for a rose on her birthday. I remembered my grandmother droning on and on about how in her day, her garden used to be filled with roses.

The Metal Rose

My grandmother asked for a rose on her birthday.

I remembered my grandmother droning on and on about how in her day, her garden used to be filled with roses.

A brilliant scarlet red against verdant green.

Then the Calamity happened and a dense fog of toxic fumes covered the land, suffocating the soil.

No more brilliant red roses.

So I decided to make her one.

So I took scraps of metal and stolen gears from my father's watch shop and pieced it together meticulously.

Her face was alight with joy when I presented her with that metal rose.

Painted red.

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