The Wistful Dinner

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2026-08-18 19:56:19 -

The ash falls like snow, but it is hot to the touch, a grey sleet that scalds the skin of your hands and coats the windows of the dining hall in a suffocating film. You are sitting at the head of the table, a long slab of oak that stretches into the dark, your hands folded beneath the table where you can feel the tremor in your fingers. The fire in the hearth has died, choked by the soot, and...

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