The Golden Greenhouse
The banquet hall of the Abbey of Saint Jude was a cavern of stone and smoke, where the air hung heavy with the scent of roasted boar, spilled wine, and the wet, metallic tang of blood that seemed to seep from the very mortar between the flagstones, a pervasive atmosphere that settled into the lungs of every guest like a second skin, binding them to the earth and to each other in a web of...
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