The Wistful Voyage

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2026-08-19 02:29:05 -

The feast was loud. Candles dripped hot wax onto the stone floor. The air smelled of roasting meat and old blood. I sat at the edge. My hands shook. I held my cup tight. The wood was warm. It pulsed against my palms. It beat like a heart. I am a seeker. I look for truth. I find it in the cracks. I find it in the dust. The King sat at the head. His face was red. He laughed too loud. He slammed...

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