The Pâtissier
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Complete, First published Feb 20, 2022
The Pâtissier swore upon oath concerning the true power of his delectables: 
	"As for disease, to bleed against the fractured shell of a glacé cherry will cure it-
	As for thirst, only the sweetest nectar of the black marred treacle will quench it-
	As for hunger, only the soft, honey-dribbling folding of buttermilk strudel between the gums will gratify it- 
	And as for the curse, it is only belief in the wonderfully light crackle of my quesillo that would numb its sting for future generations."

Eiichi Sato has been forced to return every seven years to the mysterious patisserie of 1905 London, carrying a carcass of bone and skin - each one someone he loved, tortured by an illness that onset without cause. 

But the last time he returns to the famed restaurant, he carries not his mother or his best friend...

But his precious lover. Being eaten from the inside out. 

Eiichi will uncover the mystery of why everyone he loves is fated to death-

And who the Pâtissier really is - will madness reign in the end?
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