The Distant Garden

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The banquet hall smelled of roasted goose and old money, a cloying sweetness that clung to the back of my throat and refused to let go. I sat at the far end of the long oak table, my fingers wrapped tightly around a crystal goblet until the rims bit into my skin, a sharp and necessary pain that kept me tethered to the physical world while the rest of the room dissolved into a shimmering,...

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