The Polite Cannibals

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The dining room of the Blackwood Manor was a sanctuary of mahogany and lace, where the scent of beeswax and expensive lilies masked the cloying sweetness of the swamp outside. I sat at the long table, my spine rigid, feeling the oppressive weight of the silver cutlery. I was the newest guest, a distant cousin brought in to "recover" from a nervous breakdown. "Do try the pâté, Arthur," Lady...

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