The Wistful Dinner

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The apartment smelled of damp wool and old tea. Elias stood in the center of the living room, the only furniture he still possessed. The walls were bare, stripped of their previous life. He held a ceramic bowl in his hands. It was blue, chipped at the rim, and filled to the brim with a clear, viscous liquid that shimmered with an oil-slick iridescence. It was not water. It was not soup. It was...

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