The Wistful Dinner

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The smell of roasting meat hung in the air, thick and sweet, a heavy blanket that smothered the sharp, metallic taste of blood still coating the back of your throat. You sat at the long oak table in the center of the hall, your hands folded in your lap, knuckles white, watching the steam rise from the porcelain bowl before you. It was a simple dish, a broth of root vegetables and bone marrow,...

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