The Faded Road
The feast was held in the great hall of St. Jude’s College, a place where the stone walls seemed to breathe a cold, damp silence that had accumulated over three centuries, a silence so thick and pervasive that it felt less like an absence of sound and more like a physical weight pressing against the eardrums of every guest who dared to linger too long in the shadows of the arched windows....
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