The Wistful Dinner

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The silence in the cellar was not an absence of sound but a heavy, pressurized substance, a viscous fluid that filled the lungs and settled in the bones with the weight of accumulated years. Elias Vane sat at the head of the long, scarred oak table, his hands resting flat on the wood, fingers splayed as if to ground himself against the tremor that had begun in his marrow hours ago, a vibration...

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