The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

The air in the Hall of Mirrors does not smell of dust, but of ozone and wet iron, a scent that clings to the back of your throat like a swallowed stone. You stand in the center of the room, surrounded by the shimmering, fractured reflections of a banquet that never quite ended. Around you, the tables are laden with silver platters holding food that looks real enough to eat but tastes only of...

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