The Distant Journey

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The banquet hall smelled of roasted pheasant and stale lavender, a cloying mixture that settled in the back of my throat like a second tongue, and I watched the smoke from the tallow candles spiral upward in slow, hypnotic figures that danced across the vaulted ceiling where the shadows pooled in deep, velvet darkness, while the guests around me laughed and clinked their silver goblets, their...

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