The Faded Apartment

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The banquet hall smelled of roasted quail and wet wool, a thick, cloying scent that seemed to settle in the lungs like ash. You stood at the edge of the mahogany table, your hand trembling slightly as you held a glass of vintage port. The room was bright, choked with the glow of crystal chandeliers and the warm, golden light of oil lamps, but you saw it differently. You saw the threads. They...

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