The Wistful Dinner
You wake with the taste of copper in your mouth. The air is thick, heavy with the scent of wet wool and stale tobacco. You are standing in the center of the dining room. It is a large room, the kind found in older houses where the walls hold onto secrets like dust holds onto light. The furniture is dark wood, polished to a mirror sheen by years of hands that no longer exist. You are wearing...
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