The Wistful Dinner

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The iron plate is cold. It has been cold for three hundred years. You sit alone in the high tower of the keep. The wind screams outside, rattling the stone shutters. You hold the plate in your lap. It is heavy. It is unbreakable. It is you. The castle is empty. The court is gone. They left at dawn. They did not look back. You are the last one standing. You are the servant. You are the witness....

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