The Distant Affair

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The table groans under the weight of the feast. Roast goose, dripping with gravy, sits at the center like a crown of grease and bone. You are seated at the far end. The wood is cold against your thighs. The air smells of roasted fat, stale beer, and the metallic tang of fear. Around you, the men of the garrison laugh. Their voices bounce off the stone walls, thick and warm. They do not know...

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