The Wistful Dinner

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2026-08-20 08:01:48 -

The clock on the mantel ticked with a heavy, wet rhythm. It sounded like a heart beating in a flooded room. I sat alone at the head of the table. The room was vast, a cathedral of dust and silence, illuminated by gas lamps that hummed a low, electric tune. Outside, the city of Ashworth was a blur of iron and steam. It was a place that breathed smoke and exhaled time. I looked at the chair...

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