The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The wine was red. So red it looked like blood. We were all there. The hall was cold. Stone walls. High ceilings. Dust motes danced in the beam of a single spotlight. They called it a feast. I called it a cage. Margaret sat across from me. She wore white. It was her wedding dress. Or perhaps a shroud. The light did not distinguish. Her eyes were dark. Deep wells. No bottom. I stared. I could not...

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