The Wistful Dinner

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The iron key lay on the sideboard, cold and unyielding as a dead man’s finger, and I stared at it with a hunger that felt less like desire and more like a physical wound, a gap in the architecture of my soul that no amount of silence could fill. It was a heavy thing, wrought with a pattern so intricate it seemed to move in the peripheral vision, a labyrinth of metal that promised entry into a...

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