The Wistful Crossroads

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2026-08-17 22:47:04 -

The feast is loud. It is too loud. You sit at the edge of the long oak table. The wood is dark and cold. You do not touch your food. The roast pig glistens. It smells of fat and smoke. You smell only your own sweat. It is thick. It is sour. You are a guard. You are a man of the law. Your hands are still. Your eyes move. They track the candlelight. It flickers. It dies. It returns. Lord Ashworth...

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