The Golden Visit

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2026-08-20 12:16:40 -

The Golden Visit

The cup sits on the table, and you do not touch it. It is a thing of delicate bone china, painted with a scene of weeping willows that have faded into a ghostly grey. You stare at the crack running from the rim to the base, a thin white line that looks less like a flaw and more like a scar. It is the only clean thing in the room, the only thing that does not smell of the damp wool and stale...

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