The Wistful Skyline

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The banquet hall of the Foundry did not smell of food, but of ozone and hot iron, a scent that clung to the back of the throat like a bad taste from a dream. I sat at the long table, my hands trembling slightly as I gripped the heavy silver tongs, watching the steam rise from the communal pot. It was a thick, white vapor that coiled upward, defying the gravity of the room, forming shapes that...

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