The Distant Affair

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The soup is cold. You know this. You taste the iron on your tongue, the stale broth of the refectory that has been waiting for you since dawn. You are twelve. You are in the cell. The stone is wet. Eat. The voice is not a voice. It is a pressure in the air. A hum. The Warden’s eyes are closed, but he sees. He always sees. You are a prisoner of the Order of the White Spoon. Here, hunger is a...

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