The Faded Apartment

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The banquet was a wound in the fabric of the night. You sat at the far end of the long oak table, the wood scarred by centuries of knives and spilled wine, feeling the weight of the room press down on your shoulders like a wet wool cloak. Around you, the brothers of the Order laughed, their voices bouncing off the high, vaulted ceiling, a sound like dry leaves skittering over stone. Candles...

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