The Faded Apartment

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2026-08-20 00:45:05 -

The feast was a ruin of silver and silence, held in a hall that smelled of damp stone and old wool, where the candlelight trembled against the high, vaulted ceiling like a trapped bird. You sat at the far end of the long table, your hands folded in your lap, the knuckles white, the skin stretched tight over the bones that had not known the comfort of a full meal in weeks. The air was thick with...

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