The Wistful Dinner

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2026-08-19 14:39:13 -

The door was locked. You knew it. You had locked it. The key was in your pocket, cold against your thigh. You were a detective. You were a ghost. The air tasted of dust and old iron. It was the castle of the mind. It was the room of the dead. You walked in. The chairs were empty. The table was set. The candles burned. They did not flicker. They stood still like white fingers. You sat down. Your...

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