The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The feast was loud. It was too loud. Candles guttered in the stone hall, their flames trapped in iron cages that rattled against the heavy draft. Sir Elias sat at the high table. He did not eat. He watched the meat. The meat was red. It was raw. It smelled of iron and blood. He remembered the smell of the trenches. He remembered the mud. It was the same smell. Lord Pemberton stood. He raised...

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