The Wistful Dinner

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The house breathed. It was the only thing in the valley that did. The air outside was thin and cold, carrying the scent of wet slate and old iron, but inside the Great Hall, the walls expanded and contracted with a slow, rhythmic pulse. It was not a metaphor. It was the architecture. The stones sweated. The floorboards groaned under the weight of history that had not yet passed. Elias Thorne...

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