The Wistful Dinner

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The ink is still wet on the parchment of your skin, a dark, viscous map that you have drawn yourself with a quill made from your own hollowed-out bone, and you stand in the center of the room, which is not a room but a vast, suspended dome of grey glass floating above a churning sea of white fog, and the air tastes of iron and old coins. You look down at your hands, and the letters writhe under...

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