The Wistful Dinner

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2026-08-19 17:22:05 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of the lower city into a slick, grey mirror that reflected the gaslight in fractured, trembling shards. I walked with a limp, a dull ache radiating from my left knee, a souvenir from the border skirmishes that had seen off half my unit and left me with a leg that felt less like bone and cartilage and more like a rusted hinge. My...

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